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In the deepest dwellings of night

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In the deepest dwellings of night
The call of a little girl
Still lingers in the frozen air
She’s long dead though
Poor child
Bleeding to death
Then slowly colour fades from her lips
And her body is completely cold
Why was she forgotten?
Why did her guardians betray this child?
Did they not know until it was too late?





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