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Dear 2025 (Year of the Snake)



may i be like the moon this year

casting light to dissolve fear

guiding tides with a quiet sway

whole as one, no matter what they say


may i be like the sky this year

hugging the stars, holding them dear

rising so high, unbound and free

a shelter of love for those who long to be


may i be like the wind this year

blowing away sadness, whispering cheer

letting go of all with ease

at peace i am, a gentle breeze


may i be like bamboo this year

standing tall as the storms draw near

bending softly so i won’t break

graceful strength in each move i make


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