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Fallen Child

She sits in the corner,
All curled up tight
The others see her
Yet noone cares

People don't know her
Everyone shuns her
And go about their lives,
She remains there

Used to be she was known,
But then defomities shown -
With their comings
She was ignored

All she wants is a friend,
She is Fallen Child,
One of the many hated ones
Forever lost in society



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2/25/02   12:05pm
  
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