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White gown drops and falls to the ground
A single tear falls a cry with no sound
she folds her legs and slides to the floor
this poor little angel can't take it anymore
her tiny warm hands cover her face
her deep blue eyes stare into space
her tiny white body trembles with fear
her golden curls wet from that one little tear
she tucks her hair gently behind her cute little ears
in the distance a pale white figure appears
the figure her fairy comes singing her song
she takes the angels hand and leads her back to where she belongs.

Justine de Jonge

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