Happy - Poem by Night Owl
What is happiness?
It's a feeling, stealing over you
when something wonderful happens.
It swells your heart,
compels you to spread
to the darkest corners of the world,
causing so much joy.
It makes you want to sing out loud,
to run a marathon, because you believe.
You believe in love,
in doing anything you set out to do.
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