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Hope and Happiness


The only thing that separates me from other people

Is that I look for happiness.

I long for happiness.

The purest, truest happiness comes from filling hope.

Hope in a bright future.

Hope in friends and family.

 

Hope and happiness go hand in hand.

Like chocolate and strawberries,

They are good on their own,

But they are better together.

 

Hope is my life-blood.

It gives me reason to live.

It gives me reason to love.

It gives me reason to be happy.

 

Happiness fills me until I burst.

It starts in my chest and spreads warmly to my face.

I can't help but smile.

Happiness spreads through my body only to leap out in a genuine smile.

There is no way to contain the happiness I feel.

 

I hope for happiness.

I find happiness in hope.

And I hope to share this hope and happiness with everyone.

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