Your Sweet Smile
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That speaks of your age
How you struggled?
And led
Don’t think it was past
That had lasted
Now you are free
As if to sleep under tree
It is your precious memory
That had made you to carry
The journey along all hazards
Without looking backward
It gives you joy
To celebrate and enjoy
The smooth sailing in the boat
With all golden quotes
You smile
When someone speaks of your style
You are keeping silence
But laugh loudly at once
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