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Happiness is the language of a tribe I try to learn,
Happiness is a stubborn grass in a field of dandelions,
Happiness is alien to my world.

Happiness is falling off a cliff and standing like nothing happened,
Happiness is loosing your most valued treasure,
Happiness is alien to my world.

Happiness is being stabbed in the back and still smiling,
Happiness is living as a ghosts,
Happiness is pain,
It is truly alien to my world.

Once upon a time, we were friends
In a distant land,
Where happiness was peace,
It was joy,
It was playing carelessly in a garden,
It was licking a lollipop,
Yes, there was a time it was mine,
But now, happiness is alien to my world.

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