Goodness!

She loved how the gun shot sounded for all she could imagine was the finish lines.

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The smell of new beginnings

The joy of little winnings.

The taste of mom’s coffee

The happiness wrapped in a toffee.

The smell of first rains

The sound of helicopters and aeroplanes.

The look of a new dress

The pleasure in a game of chess.

The amazement of a new amazing word

The excitement of living in a large world.

The delight of touching the morning breeze

And running on a beach with feet left to freeze.

The ecstasy of being free

The bliss of being me.

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