Happiness happiness happiness. What makes us happy? A blue kite soaring above
so high. Why I’m still here. Lifting warm wind making him smile. What brings me
back? Caution, caution, pulling the string. Make me remember. Look now, O child
it’s soaring so high. Wake. Wake up. Happiness happiness happiness. What makes
you happy? I know I can be happy with this.
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