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Bliss


Life goes running

Every time

We begin to

Slow it down

Memories twist

Round the room

Tangled like a

Lost and found

And each time I

Try to grasp

Onto all that

Passes by

I absorb the

Sensations

And it makes me

Want to cry

Not with sadness

No with pain

Tears born purely

Out of bliss

In that moment

All I feel

Is the light of

Happiness


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