Happy in Misery
I am standing
in the middle of the road
surrounded by noise and chaos
but I do not know where to go.
You are sitting
in a perfect place:
on the outstretched arm
of a tree
that envelops you
No one bothers you
but you seem so miserable.
The source of your unhappiness
I seem to not find.
You have it all;
what more do you desire?
I know what you mean
when you say
you are happy in your misery.
I might as well join you.
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