Position Held
It is unique and exciting to look back
When so much happiness left behind and at stake
I feel elated and life comes to full swing
As if I have become powerful with strong wings
I look around with hungry eyes
So many people have made earnest try
I have reached a stage where I feel no shy
With so much joy my eyes become joy and I simply cry
It is some sort of self appeasement
Heavy down pour wishes along with sentiments
I wish and waned to move among competitive world
Feeling self assured with crowing glory yet so much cold
I have no urge to appeal anyone
There will be some special man
Who will come rushing to me with nice proposal?
I eagerly watch and wait for its arrival
'What an exciting eyes with glitter? ' read golden letters
The letter was hurled under the door shutters
I could not sustain happiness at simple praise
I was given respect from someone amidst hostile chase
It is nice to feel and enjoy when everything is fulfilled
Every stage has passed through happiness and no wishes are killed
I am quite happy at what I am and what it should have been
Many come forward with praise and say' gorgeous you look on the scene'
I still hunt for those eyes who really want to find
My secret ambition and aspects hidden behind
I stare at proposal but keep quiet with little smile
Life moves on as usual as it involves no style
I am confident enough to know people
They can come near but can cause to trouble
As I am fully armed with impregnable shield
Position so much vulnerable but firmly held
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Happy valentine
Is life not having many ups and down?
To share grief and happiness of own
How to enjoy it single handed and share?
Does l that look sound and fare?
We may have brothers, sisters, mom and dad
They may share our grief and feel very sad
All stand united and back up in need
Still we long for more and need feed
The family may have natural bond
As in one circle fishes swim in pond
To see each other and move in concentration
To take care for each other and count some consideration
Valentine may be real expression of love and attachment
The real bond and love for each other to share at the moment
It is natural feeling to have come and really to be felt
How the fragrance from natural flowers is spread and smelt?
I wish the valentine to form part of life in each day
I think that is nice feeling to come in each others way
How can there be different feeling when we look towards ray
The same sun shine creating all happiness and energy even being away
This is how we feel for each on this occasion
Countless or few members may need some mention
It may not be possible to reach and embrace
Still the lovely and beautiful memory may shine our face
Has that become customary or just a formality?
It has not outlived its importance or utility
It is not the friends alone that need good will
But for brethrens across the globe to feel
I dream of those faces who needs real smile
Even though not friends but come in a thought for while
Strike with all their pale faces, plight and agony
I move with them, offer smile and wave at so many
As writer many extend wishes to me and expect same
I respect their sentiments and want to exchange it by each name
Some of them might have not have reached to me personally
I wish my sincere feeling to reach them as if conveyed orally
Let my each word touch their thoughts in mind
I shall equally feel and strive hard to find
How difficult was it to make place in their heart?
I was just an ordinary human being without any art
I wish to flow in with their sentiments
It is really nice to feel at this moment
Who knows where we may expect to meet again?
But if God willing, we may do it again and again
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Pregnancy stage
Even God has blessed the pregnancy stage
Even people may feel happiness for it in old age
That is taken as grace from almighty
The lady assumes brightness with unique beauty
She has whole universe with her
The little soul is taking shape there
She has all the pleasures in having
The desire she had and was craving
The position can be well expressed only by lady
The same feeling may not be had by daddy
The motherhood is something different
The joy and happiness is clearly seen and apparent
The little movement inside womb is really enjoyable
Mother knows where is change and where is deployed
Little move makes her to worry
Slight ill thought makes her to feel sorry
God has made two positions unbearable
Death is most dreaded and feared
Gents have only one dreaded death frequency
The woman has death plus pregnancy
Women are praised for their sacrificial role
They have one and only prime goal
Family and children occupy most of the period
Rest she may not bother and fully avoid
She is so sacred and worth worshipping
We can not leave her in stage of weeping
If she is well placed in stature and position
It will nice and balanced composition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Watch future generation
It is thrilling to watch future generation
More or so with your own grandsons
What hope you have in them for future?
You may enjoy it quietly for sure
Some may be crawling on ground
Some may be crying with lots of noise and sound
But it makes altogether presentable round
The happiness and joy is certainly found
One of my friend I has named as cuckoo
She is kind but has proved me a Waterloo
The decisive battle was fought on this famous battle field
It proved graveyard and rivals put stiff resistaqnce and held
She is little aggressive in approach
As teacher she is nice but not as good coach
She will not allow single deviation
This sometimes strains the relation
I teased her by calling granny
I may call her sometimes oldie
Now she has become grandmother
What else to compliment or offer
Today she came on line
Was in good mood and feeling fine
I did convey our best wishes
But she had to make move and sometimes rush
No one can measure level of joy
It is exciting stage and only self can enjoy
It may release happiness counts and ripples
Feet may take longer steps with disregard of pulses
This stage must come in everybody’s life at least once
Even though it can be imagined as life time chance
Not all may be blessed with or find it with fine health
Even though he or she may be having plenty of wealth
She did not stay long to spell more on family
She was enjoying every moment very happily
What else you need in later stage of life span?
When actually you had never thought over with any of the plan
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A far end
I visualize the far end
It had always remained my trend
To thinks of foes and friends
To support and ready for good wishes to send
I have sensed the futility of such hunt
Life had remained difficult and bore the burnt
It has taught me to be tolerant and submissive
There lies humbleness in not to take but to give
Why is that I have been hunted all along?
I find it alright and absolutely nothing wrong
Why people offer me brickbats for simple song?
I am always with them finding nicely among
It may be nice way of repaying in their opinion
It may be best way to offer the opposition
I still find it right and best composition
It pays me well with my position
God has given me everything to feel happy with
I never have to express anger with closing the teeth
I go silently and meet the people with open smile
It gives me course and stand to walk for an extra mile
I might have not fared well with inner conscience
It might have been out of tune with its presence
Sometimes it proves deterrent if behaved in nice way
It is landing in trouble and dragging us away
It was sill long way to go and sustain
I did all possible to remain calm and maintain
It proved not to the extent possible
I always found it difficult and impossible
I lie with satisfaction on the bed
I find everything in flames and red
I know it will be just matter of time
I may be punished by some one for my crime
I breathe happily in peace with satisfaction
It is definitely a good sign and indication
You fear it most when reach to the dead end
It does not spare either foes or friends
There is no use to lament and cry
You should not back and ask why?
Neither there is any necessarily to feel bad
Nor is there any use to feel guilty and sad
It is universal truth that one has to depart
You try to retain nothing but impart
It will always give you inner happiness
It will grant you honor and closeness
I may look towards apostles with immense trust
It makes me feel good and it is really must
It will save me from possible embarrassment
I have prepared to leave the stage at any moment
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Hapiness (when you find that special someone)
Happiness (When you find that special someone)
I did not know happiness until I found you
All I knew was the feelings of being sad and blue
I did not know I could feel such joy, just by simply hearing your voice
Above all you have given me peace and love
Being happy is new to me
It’s something I thought would never be
But again I’ll see your face and feel like a princess
All because you took one more chance above the rest
I feel your touch and I know I am loved
I see your eyes and the warmth enclosed
Then you turn toward me and I see your face with smiles & a radiant glow of happiness
Then I look at you and I wonder what is this? What’s so different?
This must be happiness, in it true form.
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It’s Nice
It’s nice to bring a smile
to a face sad and forlorn.
It’s nice to raise a laugh
when someone’s feeling down.
Some friends can do that
as a matter of course.
They make you feel special
when you don’t feel it.
It’s nice to chase someone’s blues away
when their world has dragged them down.
It’s nice to make them feel special
when they don’t feel that way about themselves,
but that is what friends are for,
to be there when you’re down
and turn your frown upside down.
It nice when we do this,
and we should do it more,
for making people happy
with laughter and a smile
is not really a chore.
If we all did it more often,
can you imagine
just how our world would be?
Probably filled with sunshine instead of pain.
15 July 2008
poem by David Harris
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Lovely Kim
I feel the warmth of the sunshine
And the blowing of the wind
Then in my ear, her voice I do hear
It is that of the lovely Kim.
As a happiness comes over me
Which really I cant explain
When she is around, my soul to her is bound
And no longer do I feel any anger or pain.
I walk with my outreached arms
Trying to find where she might be
And the wind blows, and then I know
She is there, for me to believe.
A happiness it enters my soul
And I hope from me it never escape
As long as its there, I know that she cares
And I know for life for me isn't too late.
My day it is full of happiness
I keep a smile in my heart and on my face
I feel a happy sound, which in my soul rebounds
Finally love and joy, I feel that sweet taste.
People they walk past me
I can feel the happiness in their soul
Loves in their heart, from which they cant part
And never will they let that feeling go.
So as once again I sit and I will wait
For the blowing and calling of the wind
I then close my eyes, and then I fantasize
Of that, and of the beautiful lovely Kim.
Randy L. McClave
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Look Back
Don’t let your mind feel you are fulfilled
The moment it is in, you are simply killed
It is crusade against willed
The void can then never be filled
You have all the means to carry on
The success had made it known
You were praised in all the quarters
People were for you and running after
So far you were firmly to mother earth
No one dared you even death
You were in your youth
And you fought for only truth
You could raise your voice
That was loud and clear with full of promises
You took care not to make slight misses
Vow to finish it before your demise
This was possible when you were fully active
It was aimed at and fully subjective
In fact nothing could prevent you for pursuing
As new and unique task was always ensuing
Now time has come to call off day
This is how one feels on the way
You desire to sit under the shed
As you had so far successfully led
When you look back, your eyes wonder
It was no less than cloud’s thunder
It rained as and when you wished
The outcome was well within and finally finished
Join with me in my endeavor to celebrate
Wish me success that at no stage my mind vibrates
Sink with differences and goes of the track
Infuse it with strong resolve to come back
Stay active till the last day
That may keep all the tensions away
What else you need now to worry?
Look back to enjoy and not to feel sorry
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Tears On Face
How come my desperation on surface?
How my eyes show tears with crying face?
What reaction people may get from my sad appearance?
What makes this so apparent with its presence?
I shall prefer to mix with children
Play with them and forget pain even
I shall try to test their innocence
Forget about everything called romance
I would mix with strangers
Try to know their wishes, happiness and anger
Will not compare with what I am suffering
But try to know what can make them happy by my offering
I would not like to miss gentle wind
Coolness, breeze and everything to find
How one can give happiness at little try?
I would then assess fairly and feel very shy
I would not cry when hear baby’s cry
It will her or his earnest try
To adjust with new world
Then how can I feel bad and turn cold?
I shall avoid evil’s company
That will be offered willingly by many
I shall shut the eyes and search for something new
Then it will be different thing on face to view
I shall seek melody in some verses
Harmonize it with words and themes
I shall seek birds to sing with me
Make me feel good with ideas totally free
I shall look at shining sun beam
They have reflection of my dream
I shall not be alone but part of team
As plant will try to come out of stem
Why did I forget that happiness lies within?
Only heart was required to win
Rest was within contentment and happiness
The joy and happiness would have clearly been seen on the face.
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What Happiness Is
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is when you get a new puppy
happiness,
is when you get married
happiness,
is when you go on you first date
happiness,
is making your own decisions
happiness,
is graduating
happiness,
is getting you first job
happiness,
is falling in love
happiness
is being proud of who you are
happiness
is bliss
happiness,
is glowing
happiness,
is fun
happiness,
is an amazing feeling
happiness,
is when you smile all day
happiness,
is giving someone a hug just because you can
happiness,
is that light in your eyes
happiness,
is what makes the world go around
happiness,
is bliss
Goldie By Name
It is good for health to miss
To feel some thing short of kiss
But a nice feeling and belonging
It is how one should feel with nice beginning
I have always missed beautiful friends
They have brought joy and happiness till the end
Some of then have stayed for longer time
Some of them have left in between sometimes
Neither has it had to do anything with social standing
Nor with the attachment of secret understanding
It is the feeling within that makes person to miss
Always wish for progress in life with happiness
One of my female friends has lot more to do
She had some thing special to prove true
I compared her to that of 'Cuckoo' bird
As she had nice voice cord to be heard
I still tease her as goldie*
I sharpen attack by add her as an oldie
She is in fact gold mines
Rich in culture and language she clearly defines
Not all people can endure your senseless attack
But she is liberal and lays stress to attach
More on human qualities than anything as personal
This I consider as human asset than with any trouble
She has appetite for occasional poetry
I go on large way with full flow from battery
I don't know how far I may survive in this race
Yet I have lot more to reveal than to hide on face
Lucky people are those who have many or less friends
One should long for large contacts with conceptual trend
It may help to know the mind of people living very far
As we see wide sky with twinkling small stars
I sum up by saying simple word
I miss all and wish to look forward
It may not become possible to meet them in person
But yes we all can feel good with very good reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Always miss me
You will always miss
My tender love and kiss
The story turned with the twist
It has remained only a mist
I had dreamed of a Little but
It was shrouded by mystery and but
You never came with good proposal
I only waited for your arrival
The dark clouds used to make me awake
The life and everything was at stake
The situation was about to make
It seems unrealistic and now will break
You were self centered
You had deviated and altered
Your original course and back tracked
Your promises proved hollow and faked
I know you might not missed me at all
As you had not responded to call
I had slipped and preferred down fall
You were still a mystery and proved wall
You were clever and very smart
You smashed and broken my heart
I have no reason still to feel being cheated
I have eagerly watched and waited
Will you come and make me happy?
Or will you deceive me like many?
I had full faith and strong desire
You had all the way preferred to admire
I clearly failed to pick
You were hell bent with to beat with stick
It was invisible blow to mind
I was unable to sense and find
Am I not at all so weak?
I feel bad but do not speak
I retain and do not reveal
With heavy heart I prefer to conceal
I wish it to be temporary phase
The fear and agony I want to erase
It is not allowing me to feel at ease
I wait for new energy to release
Let there prevail some change
Let him come straight and manage
I shall welcome him for various reasons
He is so close to my heart as person
I have never tried to find any fault
It was close secret and held in vault
It will not be spoken at any cost
You have remained close to heart and in mind uppermost
I shall not complain or shed the tears
I will simply watch and truthfully bear
The wounds inflicted by you as reward
I shall be anxious and look forward
You are not less than anybody
Still you hold special position as somebody
I found it quite amusing and pleasant
If would be doubled if you had remained present
I shall never be a dejected person
I have understood and followed every season
I know the tide will turn one day
I will feel happy in special way
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ups and down in life
It is challenge from the day one
No escape route allowed for anyone
All the fruits to be enjoyed and burnt to be borne
Enough has been talked about
We are reserved and do not venture out
It has different tale with full of rout
How many might have succeeded and sustained?
Retain original shine and maintained
Life is before us and fully explained
Life has made us all the time to crawl
Still we are attached too much without making withdrawal
We have slept whole life and woke up like owl
Life was full of ups and down
We have failed to reject ills and tried to own
Finally the soul merges into soul
This has been continued for centuries
The concept of life still varies
Until you know it all, it is full of miseries
Not all may want it as full of challenge
They may struggle very hard to manage
The stage may come when life may be spent with age
In between whatever you did was quite memorable
Life was seen closely and understood as water bubble
Some might have proved to be luckier as free from any trouble
It is not important how much you lived
It has all mattered how you understood and believed
Pain and agony might have surfaced and relieved too
Is it confined only to have met two square meals?
Made it easy all the way with very nice deals?
Or was it spent with joy and happiness in real
I think we have answer in “no”
This fact is apparent and we all know
Amidst all uncertainties we have preferred to grow
It might have been divided into stages
The development can be written in pages
Sometimes with happiness and sometimes with rage
Can anyone write down honestly its outcome?
Certainly it has many aspects to welcome
Life should not be spent or be over as it had come
Is it merely breathless stage there after?
Does this all make us to roar in laughter?
It is interesting and admirable chapter
I may not know facts until I am full in
There is no loss, gain or win
It is how you take it and feel in
I have seen it as life emerging all of sudden
It was never thought before hand even
It has hunted us from time to time even then
Many more experiences may be inked
Life and death may be closely linked
We may think intensely with eyes half winked
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Treasure Those Moments
what makes one happy
well it depends on the person
some people find happiness in the simple things
others dont take much notice
some people find happiness from people
in many different ways
some people find happiness from the important things
but to sum it up, we all find happiness sometime
even if its just a second,
it was still there right?
you should treasure those moments for as long as possible
happiness is a gift for us
laugh as much as possible
it involves smileing
which implies amusement
which implies pleasure
which implies happiness
maybe not always
nothing is ever always
not even your spirit
which continues on for a while
but my point is
to not waste your life
find happiness
and dont let things bring you down
I am sad...
I was sad...
I was sad again today
Was there any difficulty on the way?
Did sun did not appear with ray?
It was unusual to feel different way
*Khushi (happiness) was there to feel but not to explain
Sadness was there but not with the pain
Something of that sort but not coming clean
Loss at heart but mind surely feeling win
She was best in her traditional dress
So much shine and happiness on the face
Anybody would find himself in the race
If that turned out to be open chase
Human nature is such and quietly passes through
We may speak nothing but it is quite true
How come you feel for somebody and cry?
Never admit openly and feel very much shy
Life is precious and must be lived on till the end
You got to go near to the people and make them friends
To feel oneness and closeness is to be considered as divine gift
It has remained consistent stand and people see no shift
Many thoughts crossed over mind and disappeared
What may be going on other side? I slightly shivered
She was there for me as assured and reassured
The eyes witnessed flash of light but remained to blur
There is unknown magnetic pull
But vision is clear and mind is full
To take on any eventuality that may follow
Ride over storm and lye low
I took it by surprise and sunk in memory
There was nothing to feel shy or sorry
To feel for somebody can't be termed as an evil
That is divine destiny and remains on card or on anvil
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Surprisingly Alive
Happiness is gone, it disappeared
It played me for years making me feel I deserved it
It was positive, and left me an optimist
I saw life through different eyes with happiness
It made me see what cannot be seen
It made me feel feelings I had not bothered to explore
I felt free beneath it's control
I felt invincible in it's arms
Happiness was my everything, it was my soul
It was what kept me moving forward
It was what made me want to live, to breath, to be
Then one day it left, it walked out on me
It left nothing behind but memories I could not have again
It walked out and never looked back
It walked out on me when I needed it the most
It pretended like nothing ever happened between us
Happiness kicked me towards sadness, it shoved me towards it
Then it left after it saw what happened
It got weak and left me alone
It left me crying behind the door
It left me bleeding on the bathroom floor
It left me wishing I had never lived
It left me screaming into my pillow in pain with sadness
It left me walking aimlessly at night with tears crawling down my face
It left me with the words 'I give up' floating above my head
It left me imagining what death would taste like
It left me cold, scared, hopeless, alone
It left...
poem by Mariam Abdelghani
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I starred
I stared at that glaring eye
Somehow I was attracted but don’t know why?
She had magic eye with magnetic pull
There prevailed peace and lull
I could see it inviting
Passion and love was fully igniting
It was tremendous pull from unknown direction
She stood there with amazing sill and action
I could see some tears rushing
She was hardly in control about pushing
It surfaced with great pain and surprise
Wanted full assurance with promise
She is princess of her own state
Even though the sadness has come very late
She was with all the comforts and luxury
Until pushed to deception and treachery
May be it was god sent chance
She had not seen me even at once
I was to become her adorable friend
With all the happiness and joy till the end
It is not that she was not beautiful
She was attractive but not at all deceitful
It seemed she wanted to be all for good and faithful
I closed eye and wished it to be successful
Her eyes wanted full assurance and guarantee
That she will be totally yokeless and free
Breathe in fresh air like cuckoo
And I was the one for her to woo
Not that all our wishes come true
Even if we try honestly and prove
But nothing can stop us to be real one
That position can’t be taken by anyone
I saw complete shine on her shining face
I could find no tears with any trace
She was all for smile as with new happiness
She was ready to fly with in complete readiness
I will certainly miss those eager eyes
I may not be able to stay even with strong and earnest try
But I would offer her wings to fly in direction
Where she finds complete joy and happiness with her action
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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One Question One Answer
What is happiness?
Is it a feeling
And if so does it have purpose
Does it have meaning
If you do not have happiness
this feeling
How does one find it
How do you find an emotion, a feeling
is it at a certain destination,
Do you have a map
Now is happiness classified under emotion
if so is it fleeting
passing through your body like tears from crying
anger, sadness
All of which no one wishes to hold in their possesion
Is happiness a tangible jewel a present
We all wish to be happy in some way
You cant look for happiness you cant question its glory
Life wasnt scripted like a musical play
We know where there are tears and no anger or sadnesss
then those are tears of joy
Happiness
We know when we can breath and exhale the weight in our chest and dispel the anger and sorrow
You can smile and breath let go of the pain
In that is happiness that gives hope for tomorrow
Each day hard with trials that can be overcome
That cannot overtake you dont give them room too
Deal with each of them one by one
Everyone can hold, feel, find or achieve this emotion called happiness
only by knowing that life would not be life
without tears, sorrow, pain, or anger
The point is not to wallow in them but wade
Until eventually the tide descends and your making knew footprints
feeling happier
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A closed eyes
I closed eyes passionately
Your response had come very lately
It was longed from the day one
I dreamed of you only and none
You were avoiding the scene
Your commitment was not at all seen
You lacked some courage and strength
I was on correct wave length
You sprang surprise all of sudden
You bore nice smile from face sullen
It was major upset turning into embarrassment
You were all out for suspicious movement
It was clear dig at me
You made it look completely free
I waited eagerly for all these days
You deliberately stayed far and long away
It was definitely change in your style
I was amused and wondered for a while
You gently moved and tightly embraced
Such dilemma I had never faced
It offered me unique joy and happiness
It was pleasant surprise to remove loneliness
What to say more about it or less?
I was prepared to accept it in any case
I remained quiet and silent
It was pride and happy moment
He had seen the point and realized
I surrendered without things to be analyzed
I was full of confidence and it was matter of joy
I didn’ t want to waste and completely enjoy
It comes once a while in life to illuminate
You feel equal to fall in line and peacefully narrate
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Perfect World
We can realign the stars if you just close your eyes.
We can watch the skies like we did before.
Happiness is when you wake up in the morning still thinking you are in a dream from the night before.
Happiness is when you breathe the perfume of flowers not noticing their backdropp against the luscious carpet of emerald meadows.
Happiness is following the intrinsic requests of your heart and soul and happy in the idea that you are doing what your heart desires most.
While all around you the mighty world strikes at the portal to your very being, essence of yourself.
Happiness is feeling that you’re only a small example of a grand creation yet still feeling higher than the mountains themselves.
Happiness is when you smile at yourself in the mirror without thinking of someway to change yourself.
Happiness is walking out the house not caring what your appearance is because you don’t care what people think of you.
Happiness is knowing that you are loved for you and not some made-up unnatural stranger.
To be seen as the real me, not letting anyone put me down or hold me back is what would make me happy.
Hence why I smile eternally.
poem by Jane Tomlin
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