Happy

Sun, 04/08/2018 - 14:52 -- Ash17

How well do you know her?

Is he suffering?

Would you know?

How did we get here?

In this cruel world,

Where happiness is the most we can wish for?

Will we ever recover?

Or are we destined to hope for endless summer?

This poem is about: 
Our world
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