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Feb 2020
Boy
There once was a small boy
I didn't know his name
I've never seen him with a toy
Nor playing any game

He always seemed so small
As if a wind could break him
Many times he would fall
Standing up again with a limp

I have never seen him smile
It was as if rain would never end falling
He seemed to be so fragile
Compared to his relatives, who were quite appalling


Whether there was sunshine or rain
If it was burning or freezing
He always looked to be in pain
Having a hard time with breathing
Raven
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Raven  19/F/Germany
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