Happiness Is

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Happiness is,
Is a warm blanket on cold and sickly nights.
A quiet walk down monochromatic streets.
A sentence, finely ‘structed.

It is a moment jointly shared,
A path rarely taken.

It is indelible, irreducible, unpredictable.
Beauty imbued.

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