The angst in my life,
Is what often inspires.
The things that I write,
The sorrows, desires.
It seems the sadness,
Often prevails
The joys and delignts
Lost in daily details.
What gives me joy?
I need to remember.
Not let my happiness
Smolder to a cold ember.
Life is too short
Not to fully emerse.
And kick angst in the "angst"
Then let it disperse.
It may be a bit late,
To make a New Years resolution.
Better late than never,
From now on ME is my constitution.
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