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And your laugh is as bright as the sun...
In rhyme, whispering, breezings...
Never let them take that, not no one.
Clear your peace keep from their diseases.
A held held up high is a day well done.
When a smile sounds like that, it keeps make believings.
The sound wraps around me like a thick warm blanket, that weights yet takes off a whole ton.
Like sugar on top it's a taste of fun.
Dump the days trash, think not of grievings,
for you need the space for the next great achievings.

© GalacticDreams