The Little Girl
The little girl in the parkAlone
Naked
In the snow
And I asked her:
Dont you freeze?
She turned towards me:
Only inside.
She walked away
Fading
Thats when I saw it
No footprints
Poetry by barbeina
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Written on 2006-02-06 at 16:39
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