Epitaph for the faithful departed

Another Year, another song. It is New Year's eve and for once, I do not seem to detest the celebrations around welcoming another year. On any typical year, I would have said I did not consider these brief chronological milestones significant as each moment of your life must be a gift. A gift that beholds a mystic wonder, far wilder than any Tolkien saga. But then, 2009 was a year to recon with. It was a test of valor, survival and sheer grit. Hitting hard like Valhalla's hammer, 2009 was sheer fury unleashed perhaps by Thor himself. How does it feel to be in the darkest depths of Mordor? With Gollum, the evil one clinging on to the one ring? Oh I've been there and believe me, it's not a pleasant sight. I have therefore settled to write an Epitaph to a year called 2009.
So, What my song now? Well, I guess It'll be 'Free' by Phish.
I'm floating in the Blympalot
I feel the feeling I forgot
Swimming weightless in the womb
Bouncing gently round the room
In a minute I'll be free
And we'll be splashing in the sea
I feel no curiosity
I see the path ahead of me
In a minute I'll be free
And we'll be splashing in the sea
We hear a tiny cry
As the ship goes sliding by
Free!
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