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Anxiety creeping back on the slow attack, 

Thinking ahead too much with too many hypotheticals, 

Mathematical producing numbers that don't add up,

Time to subtract from the future and stay in the present, 

Thoughts retract to those more pleasant here and now, 

Being alive each day is a gift enough to make the spirit lift. 

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