I see people being eaten alive
By their anger
By their regrets
By their resentments
By bitterness
Joy for them is fleeting
Only lasts until the next outrage
The next injustice
The next memory of something gone wrong
Better to live
And appreciate the gifts
Better to employ gratitude
Better to see the wonders of the world
Better to revel in love and friendship
Better to cast
Your anger
Your regrets
Your resentments
Your bitterness
Aside
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