God is my consolation.
Why should I be anxious?
Anxiety takes my smile away.
Joy is my dress which I try to wear every morning.
I smile knowingly because a happy heart is cheerful.
Hatred crushes the spirit.
I want to love all those who hate me.
I want to dream deeply of peace and love.
I want to express great joy.
Joy is contagious
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