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"Each time she succeeded was a time of intoxication: her soul would rise to the surface of her body like a crew charging up from the bowels of a ship, spreading out over the deck, waving at the sky and singing in jubilation."

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  • flower gardens in the summer
  • seeing a particular boy
  • wishing wells
  • cherry blossom in the wind
  • the happy prince
  • searching for four-leaf clovers
  • the smell of my ChloĆ© perfume
  • hot buttered toast
  • smiling faces
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