I draw a map inside my head,
For all the places my feet haven't tread,
I draw a smile on my face,
For living in this "godforsaken" place,
I draw lots and lots of hairs,
For those with cancer and have lost all theirs.
I draw light bulbs to brighten the day,
For those stuck in the dark who have lost their way.
I draw a bouquet of different flowers,
For those who've passed away within the hours.
I draw a cute little teddy-bear,
For those sick little boys and girls to show I care.
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The Girl With The Gift
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