#Hope and #happiness lead the way and #light my path. I run and chase after them, trying to catch them, smiling all the way. But just when my hand brushes it, it can't be grabbed. It can't be contained or kept. So my smile fades and a tear emerges. Hope and happiness are a beautiful, torturous thing. A beacon of joy and #pain.

Without them, I wouldn't exist. With them I don't want to exist. It seems so real, and then so false.

Hope and happiness. A beacon of joy and pain.

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