The Joyous Melody (ROUGH DRAFT)

To know true joy and sadness, love and hate, strength and weakness, power and helplessness. you are the heir to the man whom i gave true peace.

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The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book VIII Chapter 15

To make someone happy, especially if their joy came from your own luck, to feel accepted by someone who didn't have to do so. all of it was magical beyond means acceptance and joy creation. she didn't want both of it to end just yet.

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Untitled (11/6/11)

You for the gifts and joy you give us,

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Picking up the pieces

I turned to leo with a sad look that asked if he would explain to nurse joy, and of course he understood. he gave a soft nod before turning to joy to begin.

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Humanized (trade...sorta)

But since it has so ought to be, by a time to rise and a time to fall, come fill to me the parting glass, good night and joy be with you all. good night and joy be with you all.

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Dance of the Dying Feathers

# there was no joy like her joy. nothing so perfect, so pristine, so totally overwhelming. almost childlike, but only in the way that everyone wished they could be children a second time. like a second wedding day all over again.

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Summertime nights (chapter 2)

She walked around while looking joyful and almost bouncing. life seemed good. she even enjoyed her job, which was sometimes really laborious. all the guys around were looking pretty cheerful, too.

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Moroes

In the throes of life with woes ascending a joy of being know unknown, oh alive a love given, conceived young and wild but you were lost found within, received you stayed with me sharing in joy uprising darkness descending bright shadow

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A Pokemon's Forbidden Love; ch. 2

joy jarred, her eyes scanning the creature with weary eyes. "what's wrong?" buck asked her, confused. "your pokémon. it talks?" joy was still watching glaisha, her eyes full of a mixture of fear and wonder. "um, yeah.

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A warming dream. A cold reality.

Looking slowly around, the grey, sun-bleached stone of the street meets his gaze, before in the distant, the soft colours of the residential area appears, bringing a subtle, but soft sense of joy to his thoughts.

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Army of Cuteness Part 1

I could still smell that joy-scent on myself even after sunshine left. i spent some time wondering what this love, joy, and happiness training would be as i drifted off to sleep.

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