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I was unhinged, a tempest in my soul, Chasing tomorrows, blind to present light. I thought that peace required full control, Yet life spun wild beyond my grasp or might.

The world won’t wait to settle or align, Its chaos dances through each passing day. So why postpone the sip of joy, the sign That even storms can sing and skies can play?

Behold the now—its pulse, its fleeting grace, The laughter tucked in moments undefined. Don’t wait for calm to find your rightful place, Or time may leave your happiness behind.

So live, not once the world is rearranged— But now, while everything remains unchanged.