Stolen

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The light of their world

Was stolen from them

Their little girl

Is no longer with them

What did they do

To deserve this

How could you

Do something like this

Not longer can they hear

The happiness of her laugh

Now they live in fear

Of the kidnapper's wrath

No longer can they see

Their little girl's smiling face

They only wish her to be free

And keep running in life's race

So please return her

For her parents grieve

Please don't prolong this fear

Or from this life they'll leave

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