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When She Was Lost

On the most sunniest day of the year,
On the most brightest day of the month,
On the most hottest day of the week,
A little girl was in the middle of the park.

These little girl was never heard,
These little girl was never seen,
These little girl was never understand,
But one day she disappeared.

No one saw,
No one heard,
No one cared,
These little girl was never there.

A little heart with little time,
A little heart with little hope,
A little heart with little chance,
Little girl who no one saw.

Little girl given one chance,
Little girl given one hope,
Little girl given one life,
Sad truth is she died that day.

On the most sunniest day of the year,
On the most brightest day of the month,
On the most hottest day of the week,
A little girl was in the middle of the park.

These little girl was....You fill in the rest.
Andrea Szyhowski
Friday, July 28, 2006
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