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A Big Girl Now
She sits dully in a rickety chair way too big
a dance too frequent, a now familiar jig.
It's happened before but not this bad.
Everything's changed, everything she had.
Daddy hurt Mommy and now she's dead
They took him away, not right in the head.
She clutches a brown paper bag to her chest.
A fledgling alone, kicked out of her nest.
They promised her new, they promised her nice.
But she knows it's crap, sheer luck of the dice.
She waits for the hidden who behind the door.
Loss and pain her teachers, God she's only four.
d.s. hill
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