The gates have opened,
In they flow,
All my concerns,
Like a flurry of snow.
All the what it's and maybes,
As I try to pre-defend.
Solving problems not incurred yet,
Is the way in which I'll spend,
The time until I meet,
With the moment that ignites my fears.
I pray for smiles at the end of this,
Not anger, heartbreak and tears.
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