Happiness A Fantasy
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Sandra Feldman
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They met across the river,
In the land of Faraway,
And they loved each other deeply,
More than anyone could say.
But the Sun and Moon conspired,
And the Wind swept them away,
Happiness is just a lyre,
That you never learn to play.
Epilogue
What Life gives, Life takes away,
Happiness is just for hire,
Please come back another day.
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