We tear down old habits

dramatically, like photos of an ex.  
As if this year will actually rebirth us 
from ordinary dry sand to beautiful glass.
  
But there is no bold break. 

The waves lap about us 
like the waves always do. 
We emerge – softened, 
but otherwise the same.

Photo by Pok Rie: https://www.pexels.com/photo/aerial-photography-of-beach-3233367/

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