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Dec 2023
I don't want to be happy,
It's a selfish pursuit,
I'd rather be helpful,
Like a firm fitting boot.

Stable and caring,
With a sole that endures,
Laced up and ready,
A steadfast that assures.
A wise man told me to stop pursuing happiness. The meaning of life was to make things better, not to make me feel better. It stuck.
Hank Helman
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Hank Helman
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