Relax

chill

I needed a breather 

There’s more than I can cypher

My vision has to get clearer

For me to tend to things dearer

Other areas must get better

Else burdens starts to draw nearer

Now I wouldn’t want to be the bearer

Yet chaos subsists with no harbinger 

Life could get a lot grimmer 

From conception it’s a real killer

Yet I will make my grass more greener

Perhaps I can be a little freer

Author's Note

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