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Good afternoon, my friend, reader of this post! Happy Tuesday, how are you? How have the first week of 2025 treated you? An auspicious start, so I hope! As for me, I am okay... at moments, because I have been trying some different things on my games and computer, I feel in the dark, walking in circles with no purporse and so I become frustrated. The hobby has also caused me to be less mentally available for drawing or writing, at least over the past few days, which is also a source for dismay. In retrospect, though, it's not all bad. I think my first drawing of 2025, the cherry tree, tradition since 2022, looked quite charming, and I trust I will do some more at some point real soon, there is no reason for any stress I'd say, even if I stress all the same. The year caused me to become surprised with its walking, because on a chain of events that started with SimCity 4, released 2003, I ended up returning to the infamous title SimCity 2013, famous for ending SimCity as a franchi...
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In Which we have a year of no Poetry

A year, no poetry
By Daniel M.




I haven't written poetries in a while
A year passed
Nothing came to me

A new decade has not yet dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
A whole month passed
It seemed like the last was continued

January came with the blues
February did not bring me clues
What was to happen in March
When my World was turned to ash

Humiliated and at tears
I did not know how to proceed
Old games paved new ways
I had to move forward

May ended with a bang
Purges were on the way
Then came my friend Luke
And the sun returned to shine

Lovely month of June
But in July I was alongside boxes
And in August my world changed once more
At the end of the season of socks

Money came in September, alongside a friend
It was not to last, all of this had an end
Microphone was purchased
Friend went away, he won't be seemed

Files were lost
My grandfather went away
But the course was finished
December brought a new day

Christmas was a joy
My friend Tofu is back
Morning anxiety won't attack
Lamentations won't I destroy

I haven't written poetries in a while
A year has passed
Was not a bad one

Was not a bad one
My words are deceiving
Life moves forward
The days will keep on dawning

Was not a bad one
Though described I did like it was
Frequently men are attracted to bad news
Takes time to build
Seconds to destroy

What is good is revealed
Knocks the door first
What it's bad breaks down
It burns all to the ground

A new Decade has not yet Dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
December will pass
January will bring new forecasts
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