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Smile

I woke up…
Alarm crying as usual
Walked to bathroom
Didnt look at the mirror
But,

There was a curve on my lips
An upper curve…

Days passed….
The curve…
Turned upside down…..

I stare at the mirror,
With toothbrush and
An opened pipe….
Not knowing wat to do….
Wat to think….
Where to go…..

To bring back…..
The upper curve…..

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