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Your Smile

the curve on your face,
carves my heart,
deep inside,
with ease and solace.
wild and free,
like a sharp lance.

i could stalk them to eternity,
trade all my chattels,
cease all your fears,
dry all your tears,
Just to see little
curve of yours.

Your Smile,
it shines every season.
passing it to many.
it makes you beautiful
and me better.

Your Smile,
like the ray of a Sun beam
on a gloomy day.
It comforts, cheers,
nourishes and upraise.
Your smile
is what keeps me alive.



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