Mirror Image Of A Face!
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You make me to smile,
Even in the pungent domicile,
You mold me to be strong,
Even on the table of scalpel and tongs,
You never let me to drown in the puddle,
When I don't have to know to swim to riddle,
You hold me tight with care,
When the life's tornadoes dare,
You never let me to cry and weep,
When I look at you in the mirror,
When I see you crying, I feel sad,
I stop weeping immediately, not to be mad,
When I see you laugh, happy and in full make up,
My confidence boosts up to touch you in close up.
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