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The Ragpicker

The Ragpicker She stared at her face,In the tiny mirror.Gone was the youth,And the beauty of yesteryears. Her face was withered,Her hair was a riotous mess.She was clothed in rags,And scavenged for food. She still reminisced,About the glory days of yore,When heads had turned,As she strode across the roads. She had posed like a picture,For […]