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Lips Lifting Upward


Show me your teeth

Lift the corners of your mouth

Smiles are the natural wreathes

 

When you feel your mood is going south

The simplest anecdote is to remind yourself 

 Of what brings warm rain to a spiritual drouth

 

The world can be as jolly as an elf

Can you imagine if everyone smiled a lot?

Why, they could be as happy as myself

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