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Play "Spot the Fake Smile"!


For some years, I had smiles that did not appear genuine in some situations because my reactions were so damped-down and controlled. My public smile was one or both corners of the mouth twitching ever so slightly; my real smile was more often than not interpreted as a frown.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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