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Ragged Man
Ragged
man on the street, I
turn my eyes so I will not meet.
Disgusted?
No, but see my possible life.
Fear in my heart, is all hope
busted?
Tuesday 24th January 2012 11:12 pm
Homeless
Turn eyes!
Pretend I'm not here!
Do not look at me with disgust.
Laziness
is not the reason I am here.
Some a job's loss to be in
my shoes.
This is a more cameo style poem.
Wednesday 7th December 2011 4:59 pm
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