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Mar 21
My smile was a little girl
Twirling in the sunshine—
Her laugh bouncing through
The air like fairies as they
Played with the dew-drops.
It did not wane, and it did not
Tarry—it only brightened
With every thought of the
Blessings my God had
Laid upon me.
Written by
Sia Harms
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     Green, rick, Sia Harms and Sable Nocturne
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