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Your nose crinkles
Whenever you beam.
The stars in your eyes
Brush away my lost dreams.

You're manny old tales,
Whole galaxies!
You fill my cracks
So stay with me, please.

For I've been broke
And you are my glue.
I only hope
That I've fixed you, too.

You'll laugh when we're old
And point out my wrinkles,
But I'll laugh with you,
And your nose will crinkle