The Gentle Arc That Bridges Souls

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A smile, a gentle curve upon the face,
A bridge that spans the silence in the air.
It speaks in whispers, offering embrace,
A universal balm, beyond compare.

In crowded streets or quiet, lonely rooms,
Its light can pierce the shadows of the mind.
A fleeting spark that brightens all the glooms,
A simple gesture, infinitely kind.

It dances on the lips, a silent song,
A melody that resonates within.
In moments brief, but lasting ever long,
A smile begins where all good things begin.

Through trials faced and joys we wish to share,
A smile remains a steadfast, guiding light.
In every corner of the world, it’s there,
A gentle arc that turns the dark to bright.

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