you are forgiven
escape into dreams
from the world you have lived in
there's no need to bury
broken toys in the sandbox
no need to hide behind
tightly sealed padlocks
no need to deny that you
spit out your vegetables
or to cover your mud tracks
with crayola black washables
the day has passed
you cannot erase it
rest, my dear child
so you'll have strength to face it
when you open your eyes
a little past dawn
the mistakes will remain
but your fear will be gone
so let go, close your eyes
memories no longer painful
remember i love you
good night, little angel.
--Anonymous, 14
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