Always Be Happy In This Wonderful World

Always Be Happy In This Wonderful World short poem

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Observe not to hold anything your own
Struggle and playing in the midst of heart
Never feed them any
Let them nourish themselves
They take the time they need and perish or vanish

Instead, fill it with a fruitful thought
To fight against the dull
In turn abolishes null
Pave the way to enter more and more happy ones
Make sure to keep up each in short

The world decorates
And always being adorned by fallacy
The notion of love radiating everywhere
It has become a mass scale production
That is artificial and commercial
When you see real love grab it soon

Dreams always appease a pure heart
Indulge not in a fantasy
Let them come true and walk on air

Fears are our own production
Dissolve our courage in an instant in anxiety
Lead us attentively to disaster and shame

Fly as light as butterflies
Smell as picturesque flowers
Sing as beautiful birds
Dream as innocent animals
Believe and dream in happiness
Be joy for ever

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