Project Happiness 365: Day 121

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This is the strangest post that I have ever made because these words are not mine. They flow through me. Words of a Sputnik so close to my heart.
The bird gave me all this love and I whistled love back like an echo but clear. The music intensifies into beautiful harmonies.  The flower that shines reality into shared existence. These are the words that flow through me but are not mine.  I am very glad it’s handed in portion even though I like the whole cake!

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