A baby has been born
She's given a pillow
To sleep through the day and night
Although its useful
Like a feather
So smooth
Full of colors in a rainbow
Including the moon
But one day she old enough
And doesn't want it anymore she says
"I want it back, I feel very wrong.
Its true she wanted it back
Even though it went out the trash
Maybe she'll find it someday
She'll find it maybe on her birthday.
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The Girl We Knew
PoesíaShe was beautiful she was smart but all above she was had a bigger part
