Sitting in discomfort
I learn again
The pain of growth
The cost
Of pessimism
Is happiness
Which
Historically
I would gladly barter
For peace of mind
But now
Living in discomfort
I long
For the happiness
Which comes
After
The discomfort
The happiness
I feel
When he smiles
At me
Again
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