If you knew what happiness looks like, you would try to find it everywhere... She still waits, little one, among fears and mistrust and says nothing... She touches you gently and plants hope in your soul... She caresses your forehead and -kisses your crown and puts a smile on your face... She takes the burden off your shoulders and smooths the way you walk... And she still waits... Shy, she wakes you up at dawn, with a ray of the sun... And he leaves you for a while, to dance among the clouds... And he's still waiting... If you knew what happiness looks like, you wouldn't let go of his arms... He's next to you and yet, no you see her!
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Well spoken my friend