“She´s such a strange little girl,” folk said,
She prefers to be all on her own,
She never talks to village people,
And she strays so far from home.
“She´s such a funny little thing,” folk said,
She talks only to animals & birds,
She never plays children´s games,
And she speaks only in silent words.
“She´s such a weird little being,” folk said,
She is never found in just one place,
She claims she sees the golden Angels,
And that she feels them touch her face.
“She´s such a special little child,” folk said,
She´s never really belonged to this earth,
She tiptoed through life, ever so quietly,
And returned back to her original birth.
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