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Pretty Homeless
Pretty homeless.
Her caramel complexion told not the stories she did not tell,
Nor did I ask.
No bucked teeth,
No smack-banged jitters
mixed with incoherent stutters...
but beauty in the most surprising of places.
Piccadilly Gardens on a sunny Mancunian afternoon
the busy city stands in shock
at the thought that anything can happen.
Without the badge such beauty...
Saturday 15th October 2011 11:43 pm
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