With(Out)
I would yet
Still live
Yet how could I
Live without
The essence of which
Makes life worth living
No doubt.
It happens
Sometimes
Without your consent
Even causes some to
Stand over bent
You could never
Give it up
For lent
It occurs
During panics
And takes over
Manics
And little ones
Use it during
Their antics
Usually present
During a sad to happy
Turnabout
Which I constantly
Search life throughout
I've come to the conclusion
It is Laughter
I could not live
Without
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