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Mar 2019
Once, a little girl,
Once a little shy,
Grew up to be sweet,
And a little sly.

Had a big brother,
A man in her life,
Who helped her get through,
Helped her understand life.

Worried all the time,
Her angst high,
She wanted to enjoy,
Live, get high on life.

One day, she got a little high,
Couldn't help but, ran away with a guy.
Her parents chased after,
in search of their precious,
but the only thing they got,
was the news that she died.
Written by
Dipesh
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