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Aug 2012
Joy in the morning.
I got.
Joy at night.
I got.
Joy surrounding me.
Every day of my life.

Who's responsible for my happiness?
Beside myself.
Others can enter in and make it delightful.
Or enter in and make it seems worthless.
Which would be contributed to you.

Except.
I control my moods.
And my attitudes.
Similar to the one ,I wants to give my love too.

So, I keep joy in the morning.
And joy at night.
Who wants to be sad for the rest of their lives?

I find joy at church.
I find joy at work.
I find joy with my friends.
I find joy with my kins.

And it will stay this way to the very end.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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