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Jan 2015
Happiness is beyond the mountains, across a marsh of sinking mud
that ***** and pulls at you.
It is across great acidic lakes of sulpher, filled with the sharp teeth of
crocodiles that gnaw and bite at you!
It's path is littered with bitter sweet and painful memories.

No, happiness is not for everyone;

You gave me happiness once and now look at me?
Thenotsosecretpoet
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Thenotsosecretpoet  Yorshire England
(Yorshire England)   
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