You Can Smile

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But, my friend, you can smile, and that's almost as fine

As I cherish every grin, as though its mouth were mine.


A/N

Channelling my inner Emily Dickenson! I legitimately believe I was her in a past life. :) Anyway, please remember to vote and follow, and keep on reading. I don't know when I'll stop this poetry book, maybe that's why I've lost so many readers. ;(

Are my poems monotonous? Let me know in the comments, I won't take offense! Maybe I'm looking in the same Forgotten Places. ;p

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