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Oct 2016
happiness is seething
so eager to meet me
where have a been for so long?
I thought it would never
want to see me again
after that one night
I was unreachable
I did not respond
I left happiness outside
worried into ecstacy
scared of its smile
shaking in laughter
warm and fuzzy
satiated
I let it search for me
with no reward
all this time
it was happiness
that was the killer
Elan Bonde Gregory
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Elan Bonde Gregory
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