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in my observation

i see such a creation 

found in my own mind

that the useless object make us blind

to the joys of life, love, and pain

of every thunderstorm and drop of rain

the ability in finding fun

in more than the rays of sun

successfull in reaching peace at the worst predicaments

and laughter at the scariest moments

mabye its my insanity that ables me to do this

but without pain and misery there's alot in life i would miss

wether in pleasure or dismay

i will enjoy every single day