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Laughter is like a spring of fresh air with not one thing to fear or care so when you become weary Laughter will always be there. It will heal your broken soul for it has no malice of the young or old taking you through your dreary plight things won't seem so bitterly cold. For Joy comes in morning's light so never fear the dead of night at the break of every dawn laughter is there so bright. So mount up like eagle's wings simply cheer up and sing remember victory has already won so where is death's sting? rhonda ramsey cash Vote for this poem
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