why are you smiling?
because you are looking at me.
what’s wrong with that?
Nothing. It’s like the way I look at myself.
I just can’t give it a name, To these thoughts that I pen. I guess sometimes its better To leave them unsaid.
why are you smiling?
because you are looking at me.
what’s wrong with that?
Nothing. It’s like the way I look at myself.
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