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Happiness

How to be happy, you ask?
Being happy is a simple task
Instead of smiling, laugh
Instead of hating, love
Instead of following, lead
Instead of walking, prance

Think yourself a flower bud,
Then show your petals off!
Think yourself a boiling kettle,
Then release your steam and unwind!

Think to yourself,
What do I have to be unhappy about?
I have a tongue capable of inspirational words,
And a mind capable of incredible thoughts.

The entire world is before you,
Open your eyes. Express yourself.

MrHables

@MrHables

If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change

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Love this inspirational piece 👏👏

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