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Aug 2012
I don't know how to smile. That is a fact.
But when I'm with you, babe, my lips draw a perfect smile.
It might be the sweet words you say.
It might be how you make me feel inside,
but whatever the reason might be, it is you who makes me smile.
A shot at something different, and don't forget to smile once a day (at least) :)
Krusty Aranda
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