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One Glare

The morning that brings,

Your smile with the air,

Is better than the sunshines,

From the thousand miles flare.

The morning that brings,

Your smile with the air,

Faster than light years,

No competitor to compare.

The morning that brings

Your smile with the air,

Making my heart lose it’s beat,

With just one glare.


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