Laughter lines

I never knew that I could be so happy reading about The Flumflum tree. A child’s cackle at bedtime is liquid joy. It pours into you, sealing up the cracks and fissures. It cures you of the Muzzles, vanishes all frowns and downturned lips.

The absolute high from watching happiness exuded from every pore. It’s an addiction I will never quench.

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