Twinkling eyes and sparkling smile
Naughty looks and questions a mile
Nefarious feelings and thoughts like crook
Raincoats and half-read gifted books
Clear starry nights and early mornings bright
Long lost friends, some far some near
But everything can't be measured, my dear !!
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Blessed is this life oh, and I'm being celebrated alive.
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