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I lay in a cupboard
lonely and scared,
boarded up
with gash and tear.

Yet she opens the door,
with a smiling face
and cradles me kindly,
rocking me soft with grace.

Last few words: 
i wrote about a child, who keeps a ragged doll in a cupboard, but treats it kindly.
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deligtfully soft and gentle. But I ask one question of you would you not give a child of your making a name. Then why do you not have a title for this work as it is your creation is it not
something as simple as the cupboard for example

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