From chronic sort tedium
must rise above to explore
Life beyond old drudgery
since long not felt before
While in indulgent misery
the core had twisted askew
Time to rid of past clutter
to rewrite lost verve anew
Dump affecting baggage
sensitivity from life eject
Just let in what's conducive
all futile out-rightly reject
Far too short is a window
to brood over any grudge
Once irritants overcome
blissful turns the trudge
Destined and yearned for
coincide once contrived
Attempt must be in earnest
to beget all truly desired
Dream afresh aspirations
new purpose thence assign
Upshot will be astounding
and with expectations align
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