High above the city I see everything. The birds: swooping low in a grouped formation, screaming there happiness and sorrows; the people: clustering and chatting, bustling around on there everyday lives; the seemingly endless row of buildings that stand tall and proud, with hundreds of windows, or hundreds of floors with different colours and warmth. Soft clouds floating in the sky. Ringing, happy laughter and the soft chuckle of a couple strolling along the path. A family- the children running along, bent over in laughter and joy and the parents following fondly behind. A group of friends, on a night out and tipsy with joy. The town of happiness that I can see from above the clouds. Sitting high above the city.

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SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT I WROTE IT REALLY RUSHED.