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Homeless

Get that junk moving out of the way

Excuse me  this is my home today

Move that crap or we'll toss it for ya

Sorry bout that this is all I have left

Get the hell out of here people are looking

Yea, I got that and this is my home right now

A pile of clothing in shopping bags

A broken piece of luggage

Lawn sacks full of personals


She sits on the corner waiting for her check

She sits in the rain and the snow

If timing is right just enough for a couple of dry weeks

A man found frozen under the bridge

Where is our support?

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