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Jan 2015
She cries everyday before work.
Selling her body for money and only fifteen.

Left on her own since ten.
Never knowing love of a family.

She lays faceless, getting ******* by dirt.
No life for a child, that's all she is.

This sounds so sad yet very true.
It will be a life we never knew.

These days are getting worse.
With men ******* eight year old girls

*** slaves, *** trading in our homeland.
Put an end to this *** trend.
DC raw love
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DC raw love  Alexandria
(Alexandria)   
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