3/7/2010 - Twinkling Star
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She sits upon a wooden box,a shelter she has found.She sits alone And and shares shares her sorrow with the cold damp ground. People pass and take a look but do not wish to care, This child sits alone and stares at her dark black hair. The tears soon turn to ice, the time goes very slow She lies at peace among the trees in the January snow. People now stop and care and cry the tears she cried, Now she is with the flowers god made for her when she died. The sky now has another twinkling star that shine the night away, And that child needn’t live that life another restless day
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