If the world ever does kneel over and die
I'll have your bright faces to help me get by
Shining smiles that glisten with enamel pure
That shines light back towards the deep azure
Pitting star against star to catch human eye
Comparing their brightness and coloring dye
Because here in our realm lives a different race
That respects the value of human embrace
Two hands that wander, but given good time
Will soon find themselves with fingers entwined
I'm told, "Here, take this smile
And take this warm hug!
Silly boy,
Don't you see that you are so loved?"
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