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Feb 2013
A cute little girl with leaves in her hair
Sits by a tree and chews on a pear.
Her clothes are all matted with dirt and debris
She sits in the mountains,
her face to the sea

She's holding a pen with flowers and hearts
she's writing on paper and using her smarts
Someone next to her pokes her in the arm
She puts down her pen and
then turns in alarm
Cailey Weaver
Written by
Cailey Weaver  22/F/Florida
(22/F/Florida)   
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   Rosalind Hawkins
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