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Poem: JOY

What is that I feel.

It’s something unusual perhaps.

Maybe I’ve felt it before,

but how long ago was that?


Oh wait,

I’m starting to remember.

You are my old,

Dear friend,

Joy.


Oh how I’ve missed you.

What shall we do together,

But sing and dance.




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