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It doesn't snow here, so I make angels in the dirt,
Share honest laughs on swingsets and pick daisies from the earth,
Give bouquets to sad-faced strangers, and wish on dandellion seeds.
I spread smiles via contagion as if joy were a disease.
Share honest laughs on swingsets and pick daisies from the earth,
Give bouquets to sad-faced strangers, and wish on dandellion seeds.
I spread smiles via contagion as if joy were a disease.