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the child
by Stine Beate Brodersen

a face so small
a hands so tiny
a mind so innocent
a little, so little like so
a smile so sweet
a sight so soar
a body so little
a happines so big
a cough so hartly
a laugh so good
a child so small
a love that big
a little, so little wrong