The Lonely Child

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Her clothes were untidy,

Her cheeks had black blush on them,

She looked up and smiled but had a slight drop of tear in her eye,

No food, No where to sleep she says,

No where to go,

Her hands were overworked and there was no glow,

She wandered the streets all alone,

For there was no sight of relief or home,

Tyre’s and bags were her toys,

Bricks and stones were her life,

Her feet was bare with no shoes to protect,

She had no money to buy,

But still she laughed and smiled ,

She had nothing in life but still she had it all…..

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