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' 2011/05/05 Smile At Me Again

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Your stuffed bulldog tinkles, his green and
red bow repeats colours of your flowers –
a high-fashion magazine in hand; you are
already eating, we may bring sweet treats
you said immediately, condensed milk and
cookies, then fell asleep

Overjoyed I report finishing my document
before coming to see you, the pastor there
too, prayed for your health, reaffirmed our

faith –we cannot do anything now except
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