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Apr 2017
He once was humble
Kind and true
But the witch
Cursed him
Through and through
Unfortunate man
Was left to build
The highest tower of greed
That even the top couldn't be seen
And the poor man was lonely
You see
Then came a little girl
Whose heart was true
She could save him
But it meant destroying her too
She still continue to break
Down those walls
The man was saved by that little girl
But the little girl is lost forever more
She knew what would happen
But she still did it.
You don't have to be big to help someone out.
Written by
WalkerZ
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