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ec·stat·ic


ec·stat·ic (adj.) Happiness overwhelming, the excitement overtakes you.


 

Bliss comes in waves, and your mother jumps for joy at your A+ that she promptly sticks on the refrigerator door.


 

Your significant other drops to one knee, and you can’t contain the confounding joys in your heart.


 

Your soul cannot hold back the euphoria in your eyes, and the thrilled smile on your face tells the world of the happiness that cannot be measured.


 

There is no one that can drag you down, you’re on top of the world and the sky is the limit.


 

Here comes cloud nine, fasten your seatbelts and enjoy the wild freedom ride.

 
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