"Have a nice day," the cashier sings in a happy voice.
This phrase had lost all its meaning,
drained itself of its former hues,
drier than the wit I wish I had
thinking that tomorrow won't be ilke this,
but like every passing day has gone,
of course it would

The church minister says
if I don't believe in Him,
I won't seek Him,
I won't experience Him

The cashier taught me
if I don't believe in happiness,
I won't seek it,
I won't experience it

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