I once thought bliss a baseless myth,
But Life then bloomed and flowered full.
I’d scoffed at hints of mirthful pith;
I once thought bliss a baseless myth.
Now Death no longer haunts with scythe;
His gravity has lost its pull.
I once thought bliss a baseless myth;
But Life then bloomed and flowered full.
I once thought bliss a baseless myth.

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