A little girl stood in a silent street,
uncared for in the meanest part of town.
No silken hose or shoes upon her feet;
a ragged doll dressed in a tattered gown.
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I immediately thought of The Little Match Girl, from the first verse...you captured the essence of th fable in a topical way. Couldn't the whole world use a little more warmth! ? PEACE
I too thought of the Little Match Girl as I read this only to find that it inspired. Truly a great work my friend... I read on.10/10