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Apr 2020
smile
my dear - even when it hurts to
for your smile may be like the ray of sunshine
which escapes the curtains at dawn
for another
whose sun no longer does the things it is
the sun does
Written by
Meysa  London
(London)   
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     mera, ---, Mugsy, ---, POETRY JOURNAL and 5 others
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