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Happiness | ||
| Happiness dances on gossamer feet, Ready to all of the sadness defeat. Spinning its magic for all who would see, Gracefully making a bow to a tree. Happiness likes for its joy to be shared, Comforting all who may hurt or be scared, Coming alike to the young and the old, Helping lost sheep find their way to the fold. Happiness glistens like fresh morning dew, Trying to show us our troubles are few, Ready to answer petition and prayer, Proving indeed that the world can be fair. | ||
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