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Samm Marie Mar 2016
Happiness is the gentle breeze that kisses my neck
It is the sound of a new born crying
It is the sight of an amputee's first steps
It is a child's first day of school
It is finding yourself when you didn't know how lost you had been
It is a whispered secret from your best friend
It's the sensation of a first love
It's finding forever in that someone's eyes
It's your dad coming home from war unharmed
It's news that the cancer is no more
It's that acceptance letter you get in the mail
It's a sense of family
It's self respect
It is the feeling that creates bubbles and warm fuzzies

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