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  • He did not ask for anything,he offered me his smile,
    he did not have beautiful clothes to wear,he offered me his smile.
    He did not have food to eat,he offered me his smile.
    He did not have dreams to dream,he offered me his smile.
    I was blessed with his gift.His smile bloomed like a garden of new flowers in my heart.
    I shared with him what I had,food,dreams and I returned the smile.
    Happiness comes in many shapes and forms. In that afternoon of melancholic feelings and sad memories,happiness came to me manifested in a child smile.
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