Gifting a basket of happiness

Today I’m finally free

From the agony of

My self inflicted reveries,

And the looming miseries.

I bundle up the love,

That till now I gave to others,

And wrap it in silver paper,

Tying a satin along the corners.

The endless nights I spent awake,

Orbiting with the moon,

I douse them with the fragrance of moon flowers,

That grew from my tears to full bloom.

Those wishing pennies that I collected,

When I fulfilled everyone’s wishes,

I save them in the rose gold silk pouch,

As they are rightfully mine to keep.

And my dreams, I finally wrap delicately,

With the prettiest wrapping paper,

And pile them on the top of all,

Giving them first priority.

I place all these pretty gifts,

Sprinkling them with pixie dust,

And gift myself a very deserving

Basket full of happiness.

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