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 I come and stand at every door,

 but no one hears my silent prayer

 I knock and yet remain unseen,

 for I am dead, for I am dead

 I'm only seven although I died,

 in Hiroshima long ago

 I'm seven now as I was then,

 when children die they do not grow

 My hair was scorched by a swirling flame,

 my eyes grew dim, my eyes grew blind

 Death came and turned my bones to dust,

 and that was scattered by the wind

 I need no fruit, I need no rice,

 I need no sweets nor even bread

 I ask for nothing for myself,

 for I am dead, for I am dead

All that I ask is that for peace,

 you fight today, you fight today

So that the children of this world,

 may live and grow and laugh and play