Special chapter(14): Smile, for me

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I'd happily gauge these eyes that sin,
just so I can see the love within.

I'd do it til these fingers can no longer hold a pen,
to hold unto that smile with these arms that can barely bend.

A smile that can take me more than a mile, in a blink of an eye. With those eyes as high as the sky—
it's difficult to mutter a goodbye.

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