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Children on the corner, Standing in streetlight beams, With fierce smiles, soulful eyes; And fistfuls of broken dreams. Children of the street, Battered by circumstances’ blows; With dry mouths, and burning bellies Crouching in dumpster shadows. R. A. Tyndall
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 9:32 PM UTC
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Children on the corner, Standing in streetlight beams, With fierce smiles, soulful eyes; And fistfuls of broken dreams. Children of the street, Battered by circumstances’ blows; With dry mouths, and burning bellies Crouching in dumpster shadows. R. A. Tyndall
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 9:32 PM UTC
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