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Show 183 and kisses my olive face, as I gazed wide-eyed at the vibrant orange flowers. Icelandic Poppies. Suddenly, a smile on my face so big you could fit a watermelon slice in it. Much like the sunrise, I realize, this disease won't go away today, and won't go away tomorrow. It will just keep coming back. Looking at the now 'Sunny Side Up' Bart Simpson, however, I know that we won for an important minute. This is payback so undeniable, like a slap in the face, that even the disease couldn't contest the fact. What goes around comes around. Carma got its karma. |