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Just a little girl;
Silenced; saddened

Crouched in the corner;
Lonely; abandoned

Her eyes in fear;
Her skin crawls

Slipped that tear;
Which she'd let not fall

Her mind wonders;
Her heart asks

Of what she ever did;
To see this world unmask

A world she knew;
Where warmth lay therein

Now had been buried;
Beneath winters of sin.

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