The Great Companion
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My soul is hungry, feed it with your laughter. I need something alive like your existence, I have reached my final level of spiritual feed, and it never touched me like what your great smiles have did; Your laughter! is another field of healness, lend it, lend me your laughter, and I’ll lend my magical talks, a great companion, but can’t be done, as all great things, as all ended ways.
