Her spirit as wild as the horses she led,
Her soul pure and free full of gentle innocence
Beyond the norms of the world
Beyond the knowledge of right and wrong or good or bad
She knew no religion and cetainly nothing about the brutality she would be subjected to
Tender as a livid drop of mist on the rose petal
The girl with a chaste glow on her face and with those big serene eyes
May you find peace in heaven little girl,because Earth has been far too cruel to you,cruel beyond words
May you find comfort beyond the seven skies where "God" lives
The same "God"in whose name we fight and satisfy our political agendas and reason out our insanity.
And if that "God" does really exist,may justice for you and for humanity prevail.
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