she laid down on carpet
clutching her injured fingers
tears flow from her eyelids
to her golden hair, curly
i give her teddy bear, a kiss
magic; stop crying and tears
nothing broke; tiny bruise
her face is on my shoulder
as i carry her to her crib
she's rubbing her eyes
i have to get her evenflow
nice if adult acts like that
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