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Say farewell to a glorious season
Say goodbye to the old
For a new day of reason
shall shake free the mold
Start free as a bird
Light as a feather
And rest assured
Out with the old trends, and old ways, and fears
In with a toast at the strike or midnight
as the ball falls and out come the cheers
New and Old, Old and New
will blend together
as many things do.
Remember the old but still live in the present
And this, my friend, shall make life pleasant
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