April 11, 2010
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Rain streams down her weary face
Stains the wrinkled clothes with dark splotches
Causes the carefully straightened hair to lose its form
And stick to the sides of her head
The dirt from the road springs with every step
Leaps onto the bottom of each pants leg
And defiles with equal passion
Her worn-out, mud-stained shoes
Her eyes fill with fear
Her frail form shivers in the cold
Oh, she’s only a child! What madness drives her through this downpour!
Confusion leaps up at her
Tears stream down her weary face
She trudges through the tempest

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