Every little thing
that could make you smile
should make you smile

doesn´t arrive in one piece
it is built slowly
and carefully
out of tiny bricks
stacked up
until they finally
form a house
a home
for your heart
to live in

Every little smile
ads a brick

◄ eyes

the good kind of sinking ►


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