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The child


I saw child,with a golden eyes His face so.gentle Innocence was his appearance His voice so mild And his heart so soft I saw a child,whom life has played with But he still put on a smile I saw a child, Whom was always in pains But he never failed to smile I saw a child Who was depressed,and lonely Who's life was was hard, But no one knew Cus he was always strong Or will I say, trying to be strong. I saw a child,, Whom life broke But patched himself up So he could protect the,one thing that keeps him moving,"Family" I saw a child Who's shoes,and clothes were worn out But he wore them with pride Because that's what his family could afford I saw a child,who was at the verge of death But hope was in his heart Giving up was not his agenda If you saw him from afar You'd think he was hopeless. But sadly I am that child
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