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Mar 2013
You stand there with a smile on your face but with no wallet and no place to go
People might think you are high or crazy because you are laughing
Somebody just sneaks up behind you and knocks you out
Sometimes happiness just sneaks up behind you
It might happen on the subway or a bus
When you are least expecting it
Was this the missing piece
You think to yourself
A glimmer of hope
A new behinning
A new horizon
A feeling
An end
Faith
Matthew P Beron
Written by
Matthew P Beron  LaCrosse, WI
(LaCrosse, WI)   
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