J-ust free up space on your mind,
H-ave it relieved of woes;
E-rase stress and anxiety,
N-ever think of the throes.
F-ree up space on your memory,
L-et it feel the ease and comfort;
O-pen your soul to solace,
R-emember the heaven's worth.
E-arly Friday February ninth, go to the pleasant place;
S-ave not the unnecessary thoughts, delete them to free up space.
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A very pragmatic write. Yes, we have to open our soul to solace for a happy life.10