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On the island of Joy

On the island of Joy,

I felt the tight wind hugging from the

Cliffs of Cuddles as if there was a human hugging me.

On the island of Joy,

I smelt flowers sweeter than the most

expensive perfume, dancing in the fields of love.

On the island of Joy,

i found a golden-box, night-lighter and Game-holder.

On the island of Joy,

I saw curry drifting in the air .

I heard the wind wooshing in the air waiting for me to dance.

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