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We chase after happiness, a never-ending quest,
An illusion we create, a mirage we've dressed,
We put on a smile, when inside we're sad,
Our true emotions, we hide and pad,
Happiness, a facade, what an absurd unrest.
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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