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Oct 2016
My mouth hurts from smiling
pulled muscles in my cheeks
trying to force myself into relaxation
but you cross my mind
and my lips pull back into the bow like shape
I cannot stop from forming
as joy feels my mind like a secret
thats just waiting to burst forth.
skaldspiller
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   --- and Doug Potter
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