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Bells that sound in the distance
Glittering sounds from the heart - Gentle giggles and deep fits of laughter, Chuckles that never end; welcoming the cheerful pain that attacks your sides and warms your heart. Happy guffaws sound at the sight of a clowns nose and the jolly juggler that plays keep away with it. Happiness to fill your veins and make your lips curve upward in a toothy grin... --- This was made for me by zzmonster.
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