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Hi, I want to know you. We will be best friends. We will play in the mud and catch fireflies together. I will stand on my head and you will laugh. I will do it again and again and again because your laugh is music. Orchestra music. Perfect, wonderful music, dipping and swaying, rising and falling. Yes, Your laugh is music.
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