It was sunny day, a sweet as honey day
It was a day too good, none would or could brood
In the misty cloud, there covered in shroud
Why did a girl stood, crying so loud?

Proud tree hung down, viewing with a frown
should i help thought he, stop her tears
She sits prostate, in an awful state
is she runaway, by someone spate?

Should I be free, extend twig/branch thee
clasp her breath;stay silent instead
people surround, standing around
why they ignore, this poor girl's sound?

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