Some days dawned in London dark and depressing, with no sense of hope, no real reason to get out of bed. Some days were thick with fear and hate, with anger and pain. Some days the world made no sense, none at all.
But unlike much of the human population, Icarus greeted every new day with hope and excitement and an empty belly that was going to give him the greatest pleasure to fill! He loved mornings! Mornings were when things started to happen again! The rising of the sun meant it was only a matter of time because Stephie would get up and play with him! Joy joy joy joy joy!
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But unlike much of the human population, Icarus greeted every new day with hope and excitement and an empty belly that was going to give him the greatest pleasure to fill! He loved mornings! Mornings were when things started to happen again! The rising of the sun meant it was only a matter of time because Stephie would get up and play with him! Joy joy joy joy joy!
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