It bubbles up from your throat
A sound you’d thought you’d never hear again
A chuckle at first
Then a side splitting laugh
You relish in the feel of it
The pain of it
You try to stifle it
But there’s no hope of that
You’re lost to the abandon of your laughter
And what better way to lose yourself
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