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4d
I placed my hand on an orphan's head
and said, "Don't cry.
If you cry, your mom will cry too,
from heaven."

The child wiped her tears
with her ripped-off sleeve.

I kissed her forehead
and said to the Creator,
"Let me know, please, what you feel!"
Written by
Sadique  39/M
(39/M)   
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