The Storm Has Past

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The storm has past.
The new air can be felt.
It breezes by me.
I know it's there.
I have hope for a new.
I live in a pretend world.
Thinking just for the day.
Whatever comes tomorrow,
well, it's to be dealt with later.
I do this for my survival.
It seems to have helped.
I do not worry about the bad until I have no choice.
Due to that, I will not have any undue stress.
No one and nothing that I can at least control,
will bother me in my quest for peace.
The life I want to live.
The moments that I need to have.
I have given notice.
Do not disturb.
I will find peace.
I will live in harmony with my needs.
I will, like always, survive.

~ JC ~