The eighth time
I stand alone
Ringing in a new year
With nobody to kiss
Nobody to whisper to me
What a beautiful
New year
This will be.
Year Eight
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Josephine Ranes 
Be strong :).
Absolutely. There is no other way to be. All the best to you.