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Sep 2016
Oh, you can't deny it.
Or even hide it.
When asked?
Are you happy?

Too many clues is shown.
Too many things are known.
When asked?
Are you happy?

Nobody, we know can say anything else about it.
Cause when they look our way we just shine with happiness.
Any obstacles that ever tried to hinder us.
Instantly vanished whenever we around one another.

And if they never asked, are you happy?
I know you are from the things I've given you.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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