Topless out of the dustbin,
She skipped into the unkind fog,
Clasping to her rickety chest:
A coveted gift from the garbage,
A limbless doll;
She spotted her bottomless brother,
Whirring a tyre towards her,
To share his wordless joy;
From their dirt encrusted face,
Were visible their un-brushed teeth,
A few missing, a few with plaque,
As they smiled at each other,
Holding their trophies;
Smiles that surpassed,
The smile of kids wrapped in
Quilts of love and care.
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