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The orphan child

We often soften our cotton linen

with

the tears of the hidden orphan

We trod on the sod bought

with

the sweat of the hidden orphan

We don gems that are ******

with

the curses of the hidden orphan

 

We never listen to the forsaken and abandoned

hidden orphan

.

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Published
Aug 29, 2012
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