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Monday, 25 April 2016

SONNET NO 57



When happiness grows wings,
We see the sunny side of things,
When curiosity creeps and crawls,
We suspect everything and all,
When energy sprouts like a fountain,
We can climb the highest mountain,
When anxiety swims about,
Everyone gets a shout,
When we find ourselves in distress,
We are always in a mess.
When desire grows too much,
We must try to control it such,
When fantasy takes us flying into the sky,
We must realize, what, where, and why.

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