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We’re boarding a
train called the New Year Express.
It’s taking us places, unknown, I confess,
but we’ll go far, I’m sure, learning much that is new.
We’ll accomplish great things; find fresh goals to pursue.
At the end of the year when our journey’s complete,
we’ll share all we’ve discovered, both the sad and the sweet.
Now the train whistle’s blowing; engine’s picking up steam.
It’s time to depart, to make real what we’ve dreamed. |
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