Into the world she was
Like a puppy at crossroads
None she knew, little she owned
Life and the rags
Shielded her privacy
Left and right, forward and back
Seemed only the world
Of no single answer
To any thought of question
Toothless he smiled
An answer he seemed
To the lonely prayer
He answered all cries
For there after
One could dream
As it rained
Dark came the nights
Of the toothless ogre
That once smiled like a baby
It struck so sharp
That lightening is blunt
To the loss of innocence
In the night of terror
All drained out
She cried dry
Cursing the gift of life
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