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Happiness Ruby

Happiness strange
That reaches me high.
I keep her pearls of my eyes.
My morning bury the fear
With the shame.
It’s the heat, his breath
That I met for the sunrise.
I hope the smiles light again.
Find the beautiful precious ruby ​​in the mud,
And feel all the same.

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