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Sunlight flossed the forest’s molars, gleaming through gaps in a grin of green. I grinned back, thinking: humor hibernates in daylight—it cracks its jokes in slats and slivers, making even solemn trunks giggle in gold, proof that holiness can laugh without loosening its halo of hush.
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