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There’s much that makes our lives seem dimmer

Joy and laughter is scarce a glimmer

Spending time in search of gladness

Escape from all this grief and sadness

Let this place be where you find

Solace and some peace of mind

There be smiles upon your face

Purging mopes, all frowns erased

Little ditties and longer odes

Limericks and beats so wode

All your blues with recommended

Daily poems will be upended

For if you have the whim and time

I offer you the perfect rhyme…

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