the orphan

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Peeping through the window

looking in the nearest meadow

seing a beautiful family

faces resembling a smiley

toddlers cared by their mothers

pranksters pranck their fathers

smile plastered on their face

lights up the entire place

enjoying the view of everyone

but worrying cause i have no one

standing here so lonely

longing for a  family

in my dreams do i rove

waiting fo shadows of love

i may not find them today

but will see them someday

engrosed in my dreams

wiping the flow of salty creams

coming into reality

cursing my stupidity

finding myself locked up in a cage

no where but in the orphanage

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