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A Dose of LaughterI'm not well. Can't you tell? Mirth will heal my every ill
Glee can revive, keep me alive I'd crawl a mile for a smile; Isn't it plain that I'm in pain? Laughter is pure and can surely cure. I can't be strong for very long. I don't need a pill for my ill. I must retain what still remain; Though insecure, I want to endure. Even though, I don't know It works somehow, so come on now; If you wait around I'll surely be found Author Saundra L. Washington, is an ordained clergywoman and social worker |
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