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A Helpless Little Girl

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A Helpless Little Girl

A helpless little girl

Holding a doll

She's so small

Don’t lose the doll

Singing in a valley

Her voice can be heard barely

In the darkest night

Holding the doll tight

Standing the coldest site

A helpless little girl

Who lost the doll

Don’t listen to the fairy tale

Only believe mother’s call

The moon started to shine fairly

Telling the pitiful girl a true story

The pale moon shines the night

Letting her to see the light

Walking on the coldest street

A helpless little girl

Calling her mother loudly

Then she noticed she is lonely

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