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A little boy with almond eyes
Did stare at me, his spirits high.
I smiled at him, oh, I could cry,
In a toothless grin he answered by.
He speaks in a language so strange
Yet I wish it would never change.
I would stop the world from going round,
Contented I would be, trapped in his charm.
A certain ache in my heart I felt,
My boy, I know, time would wilt,
But the toothless grin, the melodious laugh,
Will forever be kept in my mind with love.
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