For my successes
in battling my demons,
today I received a grand award:
my psychiatrist said that I made his day.
And that made my day.
I came to understand the difficulty
of wiping a genuine smile from my face.
My dimples dig deeper,
my stomach aches from laughing.
In this moment
Now Is Good
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