Happiness is much like brushing teeth: A semiconscious choice become routine, Performed through practices sustained, though brief, Perhaps without much thought for what they mean. Years of I love you's, kisses, sweet good nights, Touching, pleasuring, talking, giving, sharing, Whimsical rituals, familial rites, Establish a routine for mutual caring. Nor could such happiness survive for long The sheer redundancy of daily life, Yearning for change that sometimes comes on strong, Self-centered grievances that lead to strife, If one did not each day renew one's love, X-ing out the fear that in one moves, Taking time at times to celebrate Happiness, and choose again one's fate.
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Video Music: Not the Streets You Used to Walk Along. By Philipp Weigl. Performed by Philipp Weigl at the
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