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After all the righteous sermons
On how being happy
In anything you do
Will guarantee success

After each fall
I learned how to rise
And to do what I thought
Could bring me bliss

After getting almost everything
That I have ever wanted
I found myself
Wanting even more

Seeing all that I held
In such high esteem
Become my current path
My creative freedom as a career

Doing what I enjoy
In the leisure of words
To earn from what I loved
And valued beyond comparison

Beyond the things I do for myself
I realized today
That I don't know
What really makes me happy

For my once priceless words
Must now be gauged
Simplified to a tangible equivalence
Of checks, bills or coins