Happy Poem by Airohng Liebe

Happy



How did I end up here?
Happy used to be such a dirty word,
Full of assumptions.
Now all I am is
Happy,
No strings attached.
How could this
EVER
Happen to me?
Am I truly
This thing called happy,
Or am I merely drowning myself
In the apparition of wholeness?

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Airohng Liebe

Airohng Liebe

Dresden, Germany
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