To Be Weird, strange and different.

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Laughter 
It’s the cause of joy, happiness and excitement. Especially a Child's laugh, full of innocence, honesty and peacefulness.
But laughter ends and so does life....All Rights Reserved

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To Be Weird, strange and different.
Tue, Sep 17, 2013

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To Be Weird, strange and different.
Tue, Sep 17, 2013

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