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When I think of happy,
I think of Apples and careless days.
I think of a walk through a park on a rainy day.
I think of beaches in storms and thunder yelling at lightning to stop turning on the lights because it's trying to sleep.
I think of the need to not be at school and when I was more than my diagnoses.
The feeling I get when I ride the train a little too far and get off and walk, get lost and end up wandering around the cool lonely streets. 

I think of you, too, when I think of happy, but living life is just something I cannot compare to love.

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