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Jun 2019
It is so real
It’s almost tangible.
You can hold it
You can’t touch it.

Happiness
Does not go away
As you give it to others.

It stays
And it grows.
A garden in your heart
Spreading the seeds
To the people who love you.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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