This feeling is only temporary
As temporary as me.
The anguish is permanent and is gilded with glee.
There is no way to be truly happy in this phase of life we are living,
There are only ways to aid the pain and to continue in busying.
The whole human race is looking for one goal to be attained,
The goal to live forever and happiness will reign.
That can never happen though for the happiness isn't here,
We only get glimpses of the place that is so sacredly dear.
To get to that place we must find a way to continue to strive
Even though in the end, none of us will make it out alive.
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