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I remember that smile

Hiding the book, chanting poetry

But it is not poetry in his eyes

Every time I whisper shyly, there is

The look of anticipation, and the smile

It's you, sweet smile

Mixed voices stirred in my heart

Look back, look back

I hope to have me and you in my eyes

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