There's a little girl
who sits on the street corner
waiting for someone
someone to give
her some food
or offer her some water
her family has passed
and she has no money
because she has no job
because she is too young
she sits
and waits
and wonders
about the days to come
will she live?
or will she die?
she is just a little girl
alone and afraid
with no family
and no food
she sits and waits
and she is just a little
a little girl.
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