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Aug 2014
It is not easy
To express
The way I see
Happiness

Heat
A property of matter
And its absence
Can make things easily shatter

Light
Waves and reflections
Without it
Dark is to be mentioned

Sorrow
Through my veins
Rotting and rusting
My wonderful brain

Sorrow
And the lack thereof
Turns my head
To smile at the sun
Curtis
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