Happiness for my diamond

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As we landed on earth. Her eyes shined like never before as she grabs my hand and runs down to the kindergarten. She was happy. She giggled and smiled as her pink hair began to shine. Seeing her happy made me wonder so much. She explored earths finest places as she saw beauty in every way of it. As beauty turned to bond. She saw the way the blue waves cleared the sky. The sunny day of heat. And how a flower blooms over tears. But she realized people. People were complicated if you asked me. But there were different kinds. One with long hair. And one with short hair. And a smaller version of the short hair person. It was real. But I couldn't understand how bold pink's eyes were. She watch them for hours. Until she saw a world of blackness.

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