In the past, she smiled
because in the moment
it seemed like the right thing to do.
There was a labor to it.
Her new smile is an improvement;
it doesn't have effort behind it.
Maybe I had something to do with this,
but I want to be the reason for it now.
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Author:
Michael Anthony (
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