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Happiness on giant wheel ?

Sometimes it feels like happiness is on a giant wheel seat that often reaches the ground we stand and lefts to the skies for another fall…

Happiness on giant wheel ?

I stand here down seeking you,
You comes near, so near between the kiss.
Slowly but suddenly stops and leaves,
Moves to far, too far that I can’t believe you’re there.

But you liar, never leaves me,
When I stay and stare at my way,
You descent down to me on your next drop.

Tell me, why this happens all the time ?
Have you lost your seat in sky ?
Or am I getting a seat there, occasionally ?

You the one who enjoys may not know,
How much hope you fairly gifts,
So much pain that you leaves behind.

Grateful that the wheel keeps run
Run that holds you and me.

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