The old year has gone. Let the dead past bury its own dead. The new year has taken possession of…
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The old year has gone. Let the dead past bury its own dead. The new year has taken possession of the clock of time. All hail the duties and possibilities of the coming twelve months!A new year is like a blank book, and the pen is in your hands. It is your chance to write a beautiful story for yourself.Let's make the new year a time to celebrate all that we have accomplished and look forward to all that is yet to come. Happy New Year!