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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Victim of The Unseen Corner of Life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">everyday i used to see her, <br>sitting on the sand, <br>playing with the dust of dreams..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her loneliness is growing up with her..<br>the other kids are playing on th field..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her eyes are following them as they run, jump and share fun..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">her sad look falls down on the ground..</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>days went by..<br>none is there..<br>next the door..<br>they are still playing but she.. she.. she is.. where? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my little poor girl! <br>they hide her<br>in a tight room, <br>with her epilepsy, <br>with that monster<br>c<br>r<br>y<br>i<br>n<br>g<br>in silence..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">12 years old <br>and the story of her cold<br>had been told<br>but they just said (her fate) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">NO..! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to live alone<br>in that pain...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to feel nothing<br>except the four walls...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to lose her happinness<br>next that door...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to have none<br>by her side...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to be frightened<br>in her little age...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it's not a fate<br>to be different<br>from the others<br>to see the future<br>as mirage...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It Is Not A Fate..! <br>it's not...! <br>there is a story behind<br>this fate; <br>it's their fault..<br>their own fault...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as once they killed her peace<br>before 8 dark scary years...!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=True+Little+Angel">True Little Angel</a><div class=q>
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sitting on the sand, 
playing with the dust of dreams..

her loneliness is growing up with her..
the other kids are playing on th field..

her eyes are following them as they run, jump and share fun..

her sad look fal..."></div>
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