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this was written in memory of all the homeless children who have died of disease or starvation
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy/Spiritual - Words: 82 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-21-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3093952
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Sitting on our own
In a dirty back street
All there is to see
Is our horrid blackened feet
Our parents died of hunger
Long, long ago
We can't get education
So there's not much we know
We dream of warmth and shelter
Somewhere safe to live in
With a kind an healthy family
Where lots of love is given
That is what we dream of
Every day and night
All we want to happen
Is for that dream to take flight.
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