They stand on street corners
In allies
Or other places
You may not see them
However there they are
Children
Victims of abuse
Victims of neglect
The forgotten
The lost
The hurting
They did nothing wrong
They were just born
All they wanted was to be loved
Why all the scorn
Why all the hatred
Why have they been turned out so young
They are all alone
No one to calm their fears
No one to dry their tears
No one to love them
No one to help them grow
They stand on street corners
In allies
Or other places
You may not see them
However there they are
Children
Victims of abuse
Victims of neglect
The forgotten
The lost
The hurting
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