I hold content, for a few moments amid waking hours of the day ahead.

Sadness and anxiety will find me again,
There is simply too much to bear all at once.
This season of change, the unfolding future foreseen, blows sudden sharp streaks of wind toward me.

For now, my concerns lay censored.
A dull focus along with warmth from melodies and blankets envelope me.

My doubts lay tucked away in a corner.

I am content.

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