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Stray

March 7, 2015
By Anonymous

Her face was ashen, her hair pale, her home had been destroyed. 

People had came and taken her away, now she was left a stray. 

Maybe, hopefully, she'll see her home another day. 


The author's comments:

More children get kidnapped everyday, I believe that this poem is about that. When a child is stolen, their home is left broken until they return. May every stilen child find their way home.


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