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I forgot how to smile from the heart

For a long time,

But those girls have helped me to find

One prized thing, my mind's new start!

Whenever I have a chat with them from

Time to time, olden memories appear

Before my mind

As if the lost children have come home.

Like nuns they are caring,

Innocent like babies,

Beautiful like angels

And extremely fun-loving.  

I wonder at times what would happen

To me if they go away from this place

To a new location,

I shall feel utterly lonely then.

I shall miss them greatly

Since a distinctive bond

Has come to light like a new leaf

Between them and me.