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Happiness
Happiness
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She walked barefoot on the ground
Feeling the prick of stones,
the comfort of tender grass and soft soil
Her skirt caressed the earth
She didn't feel the pain anymore
She sat on the pavement
Looking up above, saw the overwhelming sky
Her heart filled,
It brimmed
She felt peace running through her veins
She breathed,
Inhaling all she could
Yet she knew it was momentary
Another memory
But she lived every bit of it
Feeling surreal
Happiness, she called it.
