Smile.

I was in awe whenever she smiled. Not because of how chalk-white her nice teeth were, but how her smile always found a way to be an accurate representation of perfection and innocence. I mean...no matter how dark it was in my life, She would simply smile and everything dark would be devoured by the light illuminating from it.

Bayanda Fedrick Buthelezi

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I was in awe she smiled.
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