I wish i could find a high, that is as good as you. It's weird how a little spark can turn into a roaring fire, or how a smile can spread over oceans. Or how the thoughts of things to come and have become, can slowly infect your brain so no other thoughts can penetrate. I have met my spark and my smile, and it's name is beautiful. I do not think i can explain this any other way then that, but i guess thats all that needs to be said. Literally....
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