Happiness
Is not the spawn of pleasure
And desire,
It’s not the child
Of satisfying need…
Oh, happiness
It’s not a lot of things
It’s not the smile of the sated
Nor the promise of more to come,
Happiness,
It’s not a lot of things…
But to me
It’s so much more:
Happiness,
To me,
Why… it is a feeling on my face!
When the muscles on my forehead
Relax, and my...
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