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The Little Girl (Free verse) by Torok
She kept the light in her bedroom a'burning,
For fear that the dark should close in,
Her hand cushioned her jaw, she was wishing
The light, never to dim.
She saw the light go!
In his eyes
Still, like stone
As he lay
On the ground
A sudden truth that struck her cold!
and though she wept, she never told.
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Posted: June 22, 2004 12:09 PM PDT; Last modified: June 22, 2004 12:09 PM PDT
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