Life happens at the worst of times.
What starts one problem tall just
climbs
Until it makes a mountain from
The misery that comes and comes
From every corner and which way,
From morn to night to too-soon day,
From work, from traffic, government,
From hobbies, seeming Satan-sent.
Beset by problems, error, and strife
In every single facet of life
While “just give up,” the sirens
sing—
There seems no point continuing,
and just when you think there's no way,
You finally have your first good day.
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