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Spinning,laughing，dancing to her favorite song

A little girl with nothing wrong is all alone

Eyes wide open

Always hoping for the sun

And she'll sing her song to anyone that comes along


Fragile as a leaf in autumn

Just falling to the ground

Without a sound


Crooked little smile on her face

Tells a tale of grace

That's all her own


Spinning,laughing,dancing to her favorite song

A little girl with nothing wrong

And she's all alone