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Feb 2021
Cloaked in malignant evaporation
hiding in stricken minds
emitting the purchased belches of perditions
shamed rashers squirm in rinds
casting their woes of mined trepidations
naysayers betrothed to finks
in the acidic mire of damning exasperations
cloudy dullards minus imponderable sine
impervious to the notion
that
the first condition for Happiness
is a clear conscience
One is happy once one knows the necessary ingredients of happiness: simple tastes, a certain degree of courage, self denial to a point, love of work, and above all, a clear conscience.

-George Sand
Yenson
Written by
Yenson  M/London
(M/London)   
75
   mikecccc
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