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As the sounds of morning begin to meep, I told her good night and went to sleep. I realized, the secrets of happiness aren’t too deep; but the climb up the mountain is a little steep.
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC
Happiness
As the sounds of morning begin to meep, I told her good night and went to sleep. I realized, the secrets of happiness aren’t too deep; but the climb up the mountain is a little steep.
aladam
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 3:56 AM UTC
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