I saw a tear
On a torn heart
My shoulder wet from its sobs
And I rocked it with a lullaby
It slumbered like a drunk
But woke up like a sage
And saw a thousand smiles
On my face
It mended on its own
Brimming with a bunch of smiles
And I hug it in my bossom.
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