a poem

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' my child, you are so young. barely past my knee.'

' yes, ma'am i know. and you are far older than me. 

look at the lines that run down your face.'

' my child, how did this come to be?'

' ma'am, my father was lost at sea

and mother fell from grace'

' my child, how did you come to be dead ?'

'ma'am i froze when mothers heart bled

it bled for my dead father' 

' my child, where did you freeze?'

' ma'am, curled in the streets

and save me, no one bothered' 

' but ma'am, how did you come to pass?'

'i fell asleep when my insides turned black

and my grandchildren wept'

'but ma'am, why did they turn to coal?'

'my sweet one, i was getting old

and i wore tired eyes before i slept.'  

'ma'am i'm cold.

you don't know me very well

but i am cold

and alone.'

'come here my child and want no more.'  

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