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We search for happiness, a mirage in sight,
And chase after it, with all our might,
We miss the joy, in the present we reside,
And suffer in the future, our hearts collide,
The mirage of happiness, an endless fight.
About the Creator
R.Freya
Poetry is my soul's language, and I wield words like a paintbrush. From heartbreak to hope, I capture emotions and spin them into verse.
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