Mira-ie

my writing space

he was yelling and cussing and slamming doors

I could tell that he was blinded by anger.

then you come out of the room

and you start whistling

and they start singing

and I start snapping

and suddenly we are all in harmony

“in every life we have some trouble

but when you worry you make it double

don’t worry, be happy

don’t worry, be happy now”

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