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Sonreir

It creeps along your face
Like a spider on the wall
Parts your lips
And moves your tongue.

A sound comes out,
Or you hold it in.

It brings you happiness.
It makes you sad.
It brings you tears.
Its makes you glad.

A feeling takes over
And you are lost in it.

Its family
Its love
Its friends
And it lasts forever

It’s a smile…





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