Hands tremble, eyes wince,
all silently inflated with laughter.
Rosy, glowing cheeks
let loose from stress and sorrow.
Compressed muscles release their tight flex,
the rushing pulse takes a slow relaxed jog;
unconditional brilliance.
Pink chapped lips quiver.
A sweet sideways crescent grows.
Success and decency are compelled upon,
flowing, smooth inhalations liberate.
Happiness.
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