A belief that this would be a happy ending
Whispers of hope carried through the air
Breathing through the icy blades of despair
There is something you can dream about
Something for which you can reach out
Something for which you are destined
A treasure trove for you to find
From struggles to success you will reach
Every fortress of fear you will breach
Can you hear that song wafting in the breeze
A song of hope which will never cease
Rejoice anew for it seems
That the year ahead is the year of dreams
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