Happy times

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Hand in hand danced a boy and a girl. The girl smiles joyfully, her skirt flowing as the glide over the ground. The boy pull her closer looking down at her, a smile gracing him as the dance continued on. The music of their hearts guide the dance. They dance across the waters of a magic lake. They dance to endless heights, the music never ending. Naïve to the storm that brewed ahead, they danced on and on. Happy times are to enjoy and cherish, but to do so there must be somber times. The storm's arms torn the lovers apart, terror and sadness shock through their bodies and minds as they were separated. For now, they roam the world in search for each other. The time apart creating a time of need and independence. As time passed, their love grew, their hope burning strong in the dark times of separation. Need for each other's company grew strong, feeding their determination's demanding needs. With help of others as they roamed, they traveled their journey.

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