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One morning with the cold breeze on her face
Walking and wandering with her small pace
Leaving each step with different trace
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Remembering the past of her significant memories.
Memories that are tough as she blinks her eyes
Flashing sweet cuddling and youthful smiles
Rolling and scrolling like a dice
Those are the moments that play like mice.
Then on each sway, she would carelessly smile
While her tears drop on the aisl
As a soothing arms she had on her side
Enjoying the feeling that she could not slide.
One blink, one second, she stopped and realized
She’s a child who’s certainly occupied
Trying to cope from her past mind
To live a happy life before she could die.
