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Jan 2020
Smiles are my glory,
Smiles are my friend.
But only when they’re real,
Real real real smiles.
But not when they hurt,
Forced to grin wide.
Happiness should not be forced.
It can’t be forced.

Smile.
Smile real.
Please.
Written by
Malia  16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)   
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