Vanished
Rain falls down her face
Darkness casts behind her
The touch of the cold bricks
Holding her upwards
Her sobs vanish in the winds
Heard by the dead of night
Felt by her alone
Fresh footprints, tiny, hurried
Lead back to her home
A place she lost
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