Happiness, what is called happiness?
Which comes after distress
Which is time's allotement
Which we want, but
Always removes by mistake.
In every step of life, it keeps it's relativity
When we are in it, we feels ability
When we lost it, we use capability to gain it.
What is happiness, we don't know
When we lost it, then we know, it is everything.
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