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Apr 2014
Happiness goes the distance
It forms to you individually
You need to break it in
Or it can end up hurting you
Happiness comes in many different shapes
Colors
And sizes
It gets taken for granted by some
And praised for by others


Happiness. Is a shoe.
Written by
Christopher Cooley
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   Shaunna Caffrey and Hanna Rose
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