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Smiles and Sunbeams
The sound of children laughing,
in an empty room,
ghosts of a life left behind,
permeate the air,
hanging there with dust and sunbeams,
it's like they were just here,
in my arms,
with smiles and open hearts,
holding me with hopeful eyes,
singing me songs,
filling my soul with gladness,
hanging there,
in the empty air,
with dust and sunbeams
