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"There is really no such thing as failure"
said the god of Happiness He then passed the wine to Chaos who spilled it down Excess' dress "I can't stand another minute here" she rose and left the gods "I'm off to play with mortal lives, they all can party - it's your loss!" "If there's no such thing as failure," mused Chaos now she'd gone "Then how do you explain the 'losers' when the 'winner' has just won?" "I mean it philosophically" Wise Happiness replied "Chin up, move on, you live and learn at least you haven't died" (16 lines)
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