Joy
Joy is a feeling, a freeness of mind,
where the euphoria of your brain runs wild all the time.
Its a feeling of relief from the pain of the world,
from hearings of murder, extortion..it just makes me hurl.
However joy is the good part of life, a good ol time,
from playing at a park or with your friends drinking wine.
The sea has a saying and this is how it goes,
"you start as a lake and a sea you will grow".
Which meaning that a person shouldn't give up,
its a long journey that you should ahoy,
And while your on your route, I hope you find joy.
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