a short story, a description, a character

the new year

And there are fireworks
and i can hear people celebrating
but i’m at home
in front of the TV
with a cup of tea

The New Year has begun
but i’m not getting drunk
The New Year has begun
and i feel no different

the rain is still falling
and my movie marathon uninterrupted
The world keeps turning
fires keep burning

and i’m still all alone
by myself, on my own.

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