I don't know what it is,
It is nothing I could ever describe,
Except to say it's bliss,
I can have it whenever I want it,
It will never run out,
No one e'er begrudges me when it's mine,
For there is nothing prettier, no doubt,
It can be impossibly hard to find,
Yet so easy to keep,
If you don't know what I'm talking about,
You have not yet dug deep,
May you still, yet,
God, may everyone,
Feel like there is nothing wrong with themselves,
A world basking in pure realization.
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