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There is a bird that soars far above in the heavens, It flies through the grayest skies, floating above the storms of life, It’s eyes are set on a distant horizon to a place filled with the brightest light, I follow the flight of that bird with eyes filled with hope, for pinned to it’s breast are all my dreams, Fly high little bird, I whisper as it becomes barely a speck in the distance,


I have bursts of happiness just fizzing away inside me,
Up,up,up, they go,
Until they rush past my lips in the form of a cascade of giggles,
And it's no wonder that suddenly everything around me begins to glow in the softest light,
As my bubbles of happiness take flight,