She replies a smile

We ask her who we are and she. She replies a smile. She knows us by a smile of eyes coming after softly closed doors. Lips are too wide open to admit a beastly weather and weather is a fine smile of the sky.

Dog smiles in her deep dog sleep at her feet on  black rug for her to smile her name open. Her dog’s name is a sweet that brings smiles to  lips froze in bodies humane and canine.

When asked about the weather after a closing door behind us, she smiles  directly to our eyes.

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