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Sep 2018
Your teddy, once your favourite toy
Now, dumped in the trash like everything else
Tattered and covered in dirt
Teddy is thinking
Did he miss me?

Your once cute teddy,
Walking in the dumpster
Looking for a way home
Poor teddy
Still hoping..

Kids throwing stones at the poor little fella
Rats gnawing its skin
But still it goes
Moving forward in your direction just to see you smile

Knock, knock!
On the front porch, he lays
You took it and take a close look
It face lit up, for at last, it is home.

In your arms it found peace
Its heart is filled with joy
For now it can see, embrace and love you
Such beauty, even angels can't compare

Ouch! A shrill of a small voice can be heard
You gashed it apart for you want your new toy and not the old fella
Poor little teddy...
Life has finally taken away from his limbs
As its shreds scattered on the ground.
I don't know..
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