I cannot Parlay on my moments of sadness
Fleeting pretty moments are rare
Becoming gold at the end of the rainbow
I need to be happy now

A wish or just a thought
I should double up on my happy memories
So when I am maddeningly sad
I can wager on the happy times
Times have taught me to be conscious
Of relapses of sadness
So I am not engulfed in emotions that hurt

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