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I search for True Happiness
In this dungeon below
Many told me it was hopeless
Though until I try, I’ll never know.
My torch reveals the path
But with Happiness at the end
The can be no turning back.
There are many dangers as well as traps
But the subtle warnings that they provide
Are not enough to help me last.
In this dungeon below
Many told me it was hopeless
Though until I try, I’ll never know.
In my left, a bright golden key
The shopkeeper swore it was genuine
I am skeptical if I can trust his guarantee.
May lie in the darkness there
But I must find this golden gift
And share it with others in their despair.
In this dungeon below
Many told me it was hopeless
Though until I try, I’ll never know.
The decorations sparkle like the sun
And there, in the middle a treasure chest
Could my long search now be done?
There is a bright light shining through the keyhole
The box feels warm as I place my hand on its splendid lid.
I can’t contain my excitement, for I have reached my goal.
And in the dark remained strong
Many told me it was hopeless
However, I proved them wrong.
And try to insert it into the slit
But all it takes is a look at both
And you can see the key won’t fit.
He had only wanted money
This key wouldn’t unlock Happiness
The man was greedy and probably thought it funny.
Down here in the dark
Many told me it was hopeless
They were right: I missed my mark.
And begin to walk away
At least I have come closer this time
Than I had any other day.
We can all look for Happiness
We can all search to be free
But before you can find Happiness
You must first find The Key.