For every sadness it cries a river of tears,
for every happiness it is about to burst from joy.
It is clearly, too close to the world around me, too open.
But yet I will enjoy, while it lasts,
the feelings that are, in fact, too strong to survive,
the feeling of being overwhelmed by life,
seeing the true beauty to it.
I will be pushed over by storms and caressed by the sun.
With my heart wide open.
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