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Jul 2014
Sometimes happiness is just a little flower,
Disguised as a ****.
Sometimes I think it is just a hot shower.
Sometimes I think happiness
Lies in a cigarette
And a source of fire:
Either bon or a match or a lighter.
Sometimes I think it is a universe away.
And I think happiness ran off today.
Naturally, I wrote this in the shower.
Deanna
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Deanna  Cambridge, MA
(Cambridge, MA)   
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