I ducked off into the alley there, you know, off the busy streets and on where i can at least, catch my breath. Secure in the by ways and the side ways i found myself in. Another alley no one in their right mind would be taking. Andthere, i meet a man cold and shaking. I give him my jacket and asked why are you out here? He looks into me and says, "same reason as you...no one ever got me." And that left me here thinking untill long after i was dead.
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 9:48 AM UTC
I ducked off into the alley there, you know, off the busy streets and on where i can at least, catch my breath. Secure in the by ways and the side ways i found myself in. Another alley no one in their right mind would be taking. Andthere, i meet a man cold and shaking. I give him my jacket and asked why are you out here? He looks into me and says, "same reason as you...no one ever got me." And that left me here thinking untill long after i was dead.
John D.Christmas
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