The Serious Ones
my laughter is bought
and sold into slavery
by this band of believers
in a better tomorrow
and sold into slavery
by this band of believers
in a better tomorrow
Happiness Poem
three young smiling models drive by on the side of a big white truck I smile back, mindful as if someone is there now all the holograms are in happiness ever after © 2009-2010 Benjamin Dean
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