At All Times

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At a glance of her pretty eyes,
my heart melts like an ice.
At the sight of her lovely smiles,
my heart becomes deaf and blind.

I miss her image every time,
and remember her sound every second.

In my lonely life,
she's the sign of my joy,
and a beacon of my existence.

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