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Finding Happiness
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My Broken Heart Why do you insist on
lifting up the dust
that has long ago settled?
I had forgotten you,
had given up on us
but then you remind me.
Laughing about lost moments,
browsing through
captured memories.
I remember that I was
so much happier then
than I am now.
The hollow in my chest heaves
at the doubt of finding
that happiness again.
