Your Smile

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I love to make you smile.

But not because it lights up my room.

It doesn't.

Not because I know your story.

I don't.

Not because I know you'd love mine too.

You wouldn't.

But because your smile lights up someone's room.

It does.

Because someone else knows your story.

They do.

Because someone else knows you'd love there's too.

You would.

I love your smile because I love the glee

That someone else gets from you.

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