138 Full of things that have never been

Celebrate endings, for they precede new beginnings.
Grieve the loss of the countless instants that you will never taste again;
Never to touch or to experience the same moment the same way again.
Commemorate the fallen whose hands once held warm,
But now bare the touch of Winter's frost.To remember those who will not venture into the New Year with us,
And to celebrate the fresh creation of life to soon release first breath to the world.
Honor the first day that grants our renewed life,
And prepare to discover new love and self-growth.

- Rilke

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