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Happiness Is A Personal Thing

Happiness: it consist of small pieces Beautiful, extraordinary moments It's not general, it's not social It's personal, it's contagious It's what echoes to your soul It can summoned at any moment Like shaking your piggy bank Checking every bit of it to enjoy Pull something piercing bright To alive a soul that's waiting.

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