Lately I’ve been confused; a mass of questions running through my mind.

Leaving behind trails of temporary epiphany.

Complimented by hints of hope.

I’m happy to be loved, to be able to love.

I’m grateful for my chances, opportunities, and those that surround me.

Jarred by the duties of reality, anxiety seems to swell.

But then the bubble bursts and sheds anew,

The seeds and sprouts to show the way,

The path to a better life.

This is only temporary.

And we have each other.

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