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The Past

The shadows and cobwebs, of bygone days,
Little urchins, living their ways.
Their faces all grubby, and eyes full of tears,
They looked much older, than their years.

Living in the dirt and dark,
Nowhere to play, not even a park.
No green fields, or buttercups too,
We were more fortunate, me and you.

Scuffy clothes, and a dirty scarf,
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