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Saddened eyes stare, longing, unfree
A beauty in porcelain, crying for thee
Left all alone, set among autumn leaves
Silently hoping, disheartened, she grieves
Dreaming of days, reminiscing of
The arms that held her, when she was beloved
No longer a favorite doll for this child
Cast aside, forgotten, forever exiled
Tears slowly fall, from glass marble eyes
As the water of life, reveals her disguise
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