Sadness with its great hands Can break the pretty laugh's Face into pieces anytime, It can omit a pretty laugh Of a pretty face if it prevails For a long, long time, It can turn everything into Ugly mess when it goes on, The strong hand of sadness Can twist a pretty laugh's Beauty and it can turn it Into visible pieces anytime, so Sadness versus a pretty laugh Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere.
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