This isn't something that is always happiness,
But it's not something that's always suffering.
It's something that's a little bit of both.
To find is as complete happiness,
Is as rare as striking gold,
And as beautiful as gold.
The ratio to find it is 1 to 10.
For this always has to have a little bit of suffering.
Because without suffering, it wouldn't be real.
Still don't know what it is?
It's something as beautiful as a newborn,
As precious as gold.
It's something that nowadays,
Is hard to find.
It's love.
When you find it, it'll be two people that grieve every second away from each other.
It'll be two people that look in each other's eyes,
Saying nothing, but seeing everything.
You'll know what it is when you walk in a room, and you feel warm and happy.
That's how you find it.
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