Smile is the perfume of life,
It breaks like the rising sun
To light up a sad face
And to warm up a broken heart;
It is fresh as the morning dew,
But seen on the faces of very few;
Smile as life is very short
And all sorrows will disappear;
Like the innocence of a child,
All pains will turn mild;
And as the young blooming flower,
Only happiness will it shower;
Smile as it requires no space,
But it will make the world
A very beautiful place.
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