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Easy

It’s not when sadness kicks you in the face;

It’s when it holds you, and whispers in your ear

When it kisses your shoulder so gently

And traces the curve of your jaw

And breathes into your hair

It’s not when it leaves you with tears

From a lover leaving abruptly

But when it cradles you in its arms

Like the most familiar place you could find yourself

Because it’s not about how hard it is

But about how easy it is

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