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How I see life's challenge's

Array of torments clouding my mind,
feeling better if confined,
little box opening and shutting,
over analyzing is no surprising,
of my crazy, blinding mind.

Family troubles at bay,
lays that restful mind to rest,
relaxed, restful yet tired,
feel like i'm being showered,
with respite, yay too right.

Whilst I sit and ponder,
and wonder about family future,
I am now at ease,
my future seems a breeze,
just me, myself, and I, my son, and my mate's.  

We at last have something to celebrate.

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