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Don't chase happiness It's a fleeting feeling. This is what they say To keep me from weightless reeling. I'm bobbing in the ocean Barely grasping the crest. Searching for joyous commotion To lift fears of losing from my chest. Riches can be lost, homes can crumble down. Sunshine, my anthem of success, I wish to drape me like evening gown.
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
My True Pursuit
Don't chase happiness It's a fleeting feeling. This is what they say To keep me from weightless reeling. I'm bobbing in the ocean Barely grasping the crest. Searching for joyous commotion To lift fears of losing from my chest. Riches can be lost, homes can crumble down. Sunshine, my anthem of success, I wish to drape me like evening gown.
abaigeal-skye
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Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
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