In the whispers of the wind, I seek,
The echoes of joy, so soft and meek.
Is it in achievements, grand and bold?
Or in simplicity, where treasures unfold?
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Perhaps it’s in the song of a bird,
Or in the beauty of each spoken word.
Yet as I ponder, doubts arise,
In this realm where happiness lies.
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For in the depths of my own soul,
I find emotions, beyond control.
Confusion reigns, as I search within,
To define the happiness I’m in.
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So I wander through life’s winding track,
In pursuit of joy, never looking back.
With each step, a question anew,
Are you happy? I wish I knew.