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Chose joy daily

If I am ever just okay, hope you know am far away from where I need to be, which is being happy. To fall in love with life, is what i choose to do everyday. Okay is middle ground, for peachy and all the hazy shades of gray. I move with a bucket of colour if gray i encounter today. I want to be ready to face joy or hate any day and always be in position to give some joy away each single day. And to those that hate me for the stupid smile on my face Because they think life hands me roses every morning please note that these particular grapes are not sour. chosen joy is sweet everyday. And I challenge you to pick joy every day.
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Written by
atrisia
Ugandan
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Written by
atrisia
Ugandan
Published
Nov 7, 2015
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14·130
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Okay is where I want to end up, in case of an emergency

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#love#peace#happy#joy#pacifism
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