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Joy
Joy Joy Joy is the name
Joy comes in the morning
Where there is weariness – Strength
Where there is ugliness – Beauty
Where there is loneliness – Companionship
Where there is sadness – Joy
Joy joy joy is the name
Surrounded by a pack of wild dogs
Yet a tall tree is next
A feeling as though water collected in the bucket with a hole
Yet it rained
Lost in the middle of nowhere without a map
Yet birds fly and sing
Smoke is seen in a distance
Joy joy joy is the name
At sea the ship sinks as the mighty titanic with no hope of resurrection
Yet sounds of helicopter
Joy joy joy is the name.
By: Sharon
Date: 18.11.2021
By: Sharon
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