Smile like the sunrise.
Cartwheels and daisies. Smiling sun clears the wariness from your eyes. Dew drops on the fresh blossoms. A kind soul, true and deep. Everlasting soul to keep.
It feels good, to be right, in every way that matters. It feels good to have answers to questions that once remained unanswered. It feels good to not let pride stand in the way of what matters...
boo boop be bo boo....
Feels good to be...
Ugh.. my cough returns.
I'm going to bed.
Shelli out.
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