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247. Happy?

It feels strange
I feel out of my range
I feel out of sorts
Is this what they mean in the reports

It’s been so long
Since the feeling’s been so strong
I can feel, I can thrive
For what more can one strive

At the lack of hurt
My mind feels a spurt
No longer quicker than the wind
But I no longer feel chagrined

Is this happy
Or am I getting sappy
Is that what it’s called
This feeling that hasn’t stalled

I hear time
Makes its own rhymes
And changes all
But I’ve always found a wall

So is this it
Freaks me out a bit
Do I again get my prize
Is it true blue skies?

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I'm used to either mania or depression as someone who has bipolar. I'm rarely used to being just happy or at least it's been a while. I'd say it's important to understand that when you're reading this.
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your title:247. Happy? do you mean for it to read as: two hundred, fourty-seven or do you mean
twenty four/seven as in twenty-four hours in a day and seven days a week? sometimes a poem can become a bit weak when this pattern of rhyme is used.I hope to read more of your poetry. I liked these lines:

I hear time
Makes its own rhymes
And changes all
But I’ve always found a wall

*hugs, Cat

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