My friends laugh.
They crack jokes and laugh aloud.
Laugh till they run out of their breath.
I envy people who laugh.
I want to laugh too like actually laugh and not laugh the fake laugh that I laugh.
I want to laugh and run out of my breath.
Laugh till my stomach starts aching because not being able to laugh the real laugh is a very strange feeling indeed.
They crack jokes and laugh aloud.
Laugh till they run out of their breath.
I envy people who laugh.
I want to laugh too like actually laugh and not laugh the fake laugh that I laugh.
I want to laugh and run out of my breath.
Laugh till my stomach starts aching because not being able to laugh the real laugh is a very strange feeling indeed.
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