the silent child

April 22, 2009
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he never laughed or smiled
he had no friends
he was wasting away
he knew he would die
but not so soon
now he lay almost dead
he would never laugh or smile
he would have a friend
as his tormetor delivered his last blow
he drew his last breath
and he was gone

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