true happiness

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Today was different, I didn’t feel like I was drowning In a sea of my own tears.   The cold grip of shackles That encompassed me No longer bound me To regret or remorse.  
The sun dips down behind the clouds And disappears from sight. The gradual darkness slowly spreads And then begins the night.   With tired eyes and achy souls We try to lay and rest
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