The Party
Laughter,
the buzz
of
private
confidences,
echoed in the rooms.
And when I looked around
I could see friends,
people
who
I
trust,
eager to let the
sunshine
in
their
lives.
This is living;
This is joy,
the moments
of
being alive.
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