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Dec 2013
Happiness is
a cool breeze blowing
in an open window,
a burning stick of nag champa,
the strumming sitar playing backdrop,
an unrolled sticky-mat
& me flopped over
in downward
facing-dog.

That's what happiness is,
pure and simple.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
(GRB090423)   
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   --- and rolanda
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