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to the little girl within
Born in hunger and poverty
struggling to stay alive.
Little girl, sadness in your smile.
Rest,my child. Sit for awhile.
Tired teenager, with loving parents gone
always hold up your head with pride.
Secretive lady, are the demons defeated?
Do you know the nights you have cried?
Sunbeams falling in the west
signals the close of her day.
She is still that scared little girl.
Will someone come out and play?
I am telling you my story.
I feel that I must.
Live a little. Laugh a little
between your dawn and dusk.
