Smile And Beauty
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The sight of your guerilla smile
In the roads of my dream
Flashes a green light
After roaming hither and thither
Covertly attacks
In my deep sleep
And put on a red light
The shooting of your beauty
A ball googly
In the grass less pitch
Makes a storm
In my heart I am hit for the six.
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