Her Laugh

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Her laughter doesn't seem to end,
It echoes, bounces off every surface,
Lighting up everything.

Coughing like she has a cold,
Clenching her stomach like it hurts,
She laughs,
Hard.

Her laughter holds such happiness,
It is like a feather,
Tickling everyone who hears it.

Like a river,
Her laugh ever so constant,
Flows through her,
Washing away sadness and worry.

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