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RE: STACH POETRY SLAM CONTEST: HAPPINESS
Do not ponder my madness.
...life's too short to grieve.
Ah but to be mad in such company as the trees, where they do not grieve for their fallen leaves. I really like your poetry. It has a tendency to inspire.
Thanks @bashadow. Maybe they grieve for their fallen leaves, maybe they bow and lay wreaths on the earth because the world have died, we would never know.