I really miss you and I want to be sure that you know that no matter where I go, I will remember you!
I used to smile when I was happy, but when I couldn’t see your smile, I couldn’t be happy.
Sometimes your smile is just a mask...
Now, what happened to your smile??
And you are so far...
And I don't know where I can find your smile....
Maybe in other planet...
Maybe in the sky...
Maybe in the stars...
And when I die, I hope smile again... with you...
MISS YOU
Grandma
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