Ultimate Joy
Where it's come from?
How it's look like?
Has it got any fathom?
No one can it dislike.
It will not last longer,
It comes just for a few seconds.
Then it will disappear-
Leaving us on some memories of finds.
Someone can be overjoyed,
Joy makes us happier,
Might be someone can be annoyed,
Who cares?...Whatever.
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