
A feeling
When a smile is spread to the furthest reaches
For love
To hope the worth of something never ends
Of only you
The small differences between each being
Makes all of us unique
We strive for this feeling
To make us all individually a soul
A reason
A want so uncontrollable it becomes a desire
Being a person
When our pupils grow with joy
What we are
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