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Smiling, all the while.

By writtenmusic202, Nahant, MA

I speak and look with a smile
I yell and sigh with a grin
I would never change or alter;
The one thing that is perfect.
For me there is but one,
For all the wrongs and all the right.
One that is imperfectly perfect,
and deceivingly smart.
You are you,
and I am me.
So we shall agree,
let us let it be
for this is the way it goes.

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