The Arc Of Smile
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A face
emerged again from space...
Time,
a distorting soulless mirror
changes brutally the shapes...
But yet the smile,
that arc of lips,
the curves,
the flaps,
becoming deeper
like palm lines
where an identity
was saved;
unaltered ego of a kid
a childish corn -
the arc of smile
for life archived.
Sofia, 02. July 2008
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