New Year’s Eve

The New Year is knocking at my door
I hesitate to answer
For I never know the list of demands
If I will get what I wish or will I need to pay
I watch through the peephole, hoping they will leave
It hears me breathing, and calls my name
Hands shaking, I turn the knob

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