confusion of happiness
The 🐦 was building her 🏡, She was 😊 of that. Her children were on the way. Once, I was 😊, When a new journey appeared. Repeatedly, I was 😊 till I got something that I wanted so much, But, I forgot happiness when I got them. The 🐦 is 😊 in her 🏡, with her 🐦 🐦🐦. I changed to be 😊 by my goods. Then I noticed, nothing eternal I have but my faith. The more I am in, The more 😊 I am. Now, I am not a 🐦, But I am 😊 too.
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