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There's a pile of clothes in the closet.
And I was up before the alarm.
A touch of blush,
A flip of the hair,
A crooked smile.

See? I'm happy.

There's a pile of clothes in the closet.
And the rest of the room is clean.
A wave to a friend,
A new pair of shoes,
A tipsy friday night.

See? I'm happy.

There's a pile of clothes in the closet.
And it isn't going away.
A poem on a napkin,
A new song to hum,
A bubbly laugh.

See. I'm happy.





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