The Flower Heart
A little girl is sitting by the shore.
Were
she belongs.
she doesn't know.
Lots of people had walked by.
to
who
she belongs.
nobody wonders.
The wind blew through her hair.
Why
don't you belong?
Xx Kisses Alice
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