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If you looked closely, you could see the corner of his mouth
It was the only indication there was a part of him missing
It wasn't like a man who had lost his leg, or arm, It was something different
The smile that once covered his face, was still there, but one corner would not turn up
Try as he may, he couldn't make it do it
It may have been the years of toil, or maybe innocence lost,
or the childhood, maybe none of those
Somehow it seemed it would always be there, he was known for it
When people would speak of him, they would comment on it
He did a good job of being he
A piece of him was missing
If you looked close, you could see
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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