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Happiness


Out of the sadness that covers me

Dark as the night from time to time

I thank to the virus that infected me

To the humble self that change by time

 

In the world full of sorrow

I had laugh and cried aloud

May be it will blaze up on its own

A happy virus comes without a sound

 

Beyond this place of flaws and weakness

Nothing except dreams

Yet the yearning for happiness

The virus yells and screams

 

No matter if time is in rush

I shall find my humble self

Because I infected by a happy virus

I am the happiness of myself

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