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Here’s my smile, it can’t be “quiet,” for I feel Sunny
We’re alive, and in this moment, that is thrilling
This invitation I extend, yet I’m confounded
How most times, it goes unnoticed…unaccepted
But this fair soldier, marches on, undeterred
Undiscouraged, lacking any short-term mem’ry
If you see me, carry on, or you may join me
Either way, I cannot care…there is this mission

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