The Language of Smiles

The smiles joined the conversation,
Speaking volumes without a sound.
A language of their own creation,
As the world spun round and round.

A meeting of two separate souls,
Each with stories to be told.
But in that moment, they were whole,
As their smiles bridged the fold.

A connection pure and true,
In a world that often feels askew.
The smiles brought a moment of light,
And made everything seem just right.

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