As a fool I feel bad,
With happiness all around me,
I know I should be glad,
Joyfull and care free.
Though this too shall pass,
I keep telling myself,
Like an empty glass,
Waiting for wine from the shelf.
Because true happiness is temporary,
It lays in the moment,
No need to be weary,
It's all in the ordinary.
I will find it again,
Another star will shine,
I can't tell when,
But that moment will be mine.
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