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Isn't It Swell


Chasing my dreams all day and all night,

No longer shackled by ruthless gazes.

All the time in the world to play,

To dance, to simply enjoy life.

Everything's okay, life's perfect.

Frolicking in the meadow of memories,

As I sobbed over the happy days.

You're gone, but you're cherished.

Thank you for your assistance,

I have moved on, and

Succeeded.

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