#1978-Patience
30/12/2022
Today,
Yesterday’s foggy mess,
Makes a little sense.
Perhaps tomorrow,
Confusion will return.
But I don’t mind.
For with time,
Fog clears up.
Today feels light.
So why project,
Or play mental games,
When my world is bright.
Then again,
Some habits,
Never seem to die.
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