Happiness is not something you hold in your hands....
Its in everything you see, yet you couldn't really understand.
Its the air you breath, invigorating all the needs of you, yet you feel the chill, as death is dancing on you.
It the thing that runs in ur veins, infiltrating... it touches the whole existence of you, yet you dismiss it unless you bleed.
Its not something you need to search, to the end of the world....
Coz you world end when you end...
I pity you if it ends... before you realise, the happiness is in you.
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