Tranquility, Chosen

The monsters under my bed do not bother me

The skeletons in my closet hang unmoving

All the storms in the sky and in your eyes do not touch me

For I have chosen happiness, and us

Your storms do not frighten me

Our tempests tremble before our calm

We have chosen tranquility

And that, we shall have

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