im so happy. im so contented. im so myself, without anyone else:)
okay let me write a happy poem, uhm...
apple blossoms & rosy cherries

sunshine spreading on my face
i have figured life's not a race
up & down those endless valleys
apple blossoms & rosy cherries
what really matters aint whats yours
you'll only be stopped by countless doors
so smile that smile, & give what you can
lift those who've fallen, help em' stand
the past will remain,
from the pain you'll have gained
wisdom & sorrow, memories to keep
a strength, a secrecy, that incarnates soul-deep.
what you've been told
what this life beholds
you've only seen so little,
it'll always be a riddle.
so, apple blossoms & rosy cherries
meadows & trees & colourful berries
it aint so bad if you see the pretty things
if you stopped & listened, you'll hear the birds sing.
-Apple Ko
it aint so bad if you see the pretty things
if you stopped & listened, you'll hear the birds sing.
-Apple Ko
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