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Happiness is like a song Angels cannot help but sing, Praising Heaven loud and long, Pleased to make the heavens ring. Yet though we may not angels be, Vested in our hearts is love, An angelic melody Like those sung rapturously above. Each of us is lit with longing, Needing both to get and give, To feel the beauty of belonging Inundate the life we live. Nor is my joy an angel's joy Except your love my spirits buoy. Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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