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Jan 2014
it comes every other day
unlike the tide, with its constant ebb and flow
glad to be awake and glad to be with people
transforms into wishing to sleep for eons and wishing to depart from existence
does that diminish the authenticity of the matter?

i'm always able to laugh
no matter the level of stupidity or simplicity the joke contains
my best quality, i've been told
apparently laughter is the best medicine
so are those that laugh the most attempting to medicate their sadness?
Celeste
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