I was learning to be happy
And quick-swerve from the path of woes
To live like a childless nanny
Enjoying all that comes and goes
He hanged alone in a sad street
Calling me over and over
My choice: I joined the happy fleet
Happy though without a lover
Seconds, minutes, hours and It's gone
Back to myself; selfish glories
He came to me right in the dawn
Throwing at me sparkling candies
I am still learning to be glad
Not from the strength of a muscle
But glad though once a childless God
Who called me from dark to sparkle
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