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Aug 2013
A stranger stopped me on the street today
To tell me I was beautiful
And I looked at him with searching eyes
Because I thought maybe he wanted something
But actually I don't think he wanted anything at all
And this realization
That a stranger wanted to make me smile
Just because
Makes me smile
Even moreΒ Β 
Than his words
Claire E
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   Claire R, Nat Lipstadt and Sir B
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