Smiles so dear,

They go real near,

Close enough to taunt them fears.

Never once they made things clear,

What they had was more than mere.

Out of reality they crave to peer.

Uncertainty they challenged, shed a tear.

Fight or flight, it saw 3 years,

Still had beers and meat to sear.

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