Girl On the Street
There’s a girl on the street,
A child, not more than five.
Her feet are bare, clothes a ragged affair,
And her hair unkempt.
Her eyes, sunken and deep,
Can’t speak of the horrors,
She must have seen.
Now quite alone,
In a world not meant for her,
She looks,
As life goes on around her.
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