Happy people.

We’ve always been happy people –

you tell me. 

The lucky ones.

We got lucky in life – you and I.

Lucky to be here – witnessing this miracle that is life. 

We got here, didn’t we? You ask again.

It hasn’t been too hard so far, so we’ll be fine – you say.

Maybe we are just busy counting our blessings. I’d like to think so.

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