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Nov 2014
There was a very sad little girl.
her whole world was in a wurl.

Her mother was sick.
Her father was a ****.

She prays each and every day.
That she could at least be gay.

After she lay awake, she saw a shooting star.
She made a wish that one day she will go far!

The next day her mother became well.
Her father didn't have to dwell.
She had a chance to smile.
And she done just that.
she smiled Forever!
<3
Things do get better keep your head up like this little girl
Britty Bruce
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Britty Bruce  iowa
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