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Friday, March 14, 2008

I can barely read my writing.

walk by
homeless faces
who stop long
enough to become
homeless names
and they just ask for cigarettes
or a light or some
change
that we could both
use for a bus
and maybe they get on
or maybe they don't




Posted by daniel at 6:10 AM

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