awake, we dream of the day
when dawn returns joy
Questions that occur to me as I ponder happiness:
- Can happiness be “unfound”? And if it can, does that mean it’s been lost or just remains unknown?
- Is ignorance really bliss?
- Is happy is as happy does?
- And is there really such a thing as the Bluebird of Happiness?
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