Smile On Arrival
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It was precious diamond
Not to be left for second
She was not simple catch
It was difficult to reach
She is lying just before
Eyes closed for not to stare
The concern is shared
But eyes have not dared
She held his hand
As if newly turned friend
There is enough of warmth
To fuel the fresh breath
She airs whisper
And offers
Total surrender
To speak no more
Yes, it is union
On earthy heaven
Two souls have specially met
To stay and greet
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