Joy

It is treated as an axiom

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Handed down from above

A gift for those

with the right state of mind

Then by definition

denied to others

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A hard nut to crack

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Self-fufilling prophesies

tend to come true

Funny how that works

Everybody wants,

to stand apart and blessed

To feel they have it figured out

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Not to wish anyone ill

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But I compare it

to talking to a child

who has seen something pretty

Yes, that is lovely

but only a picture

Real ones, even more beautiful, have thorns

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Life is far too serious a thing to ever talk seriously about.

Oscar Wilde

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