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blue checkered jacket the cloth faded. kneeling onto yesterday holding on to tomorrow her leathery tan hands cup a wrinkled tired face. the white tasseled hair and the bulbous nose. hope has left her eyes, the light has turn to rain. beneath a torn brown skirt short varicose bowed legs forever journey to no place. everything she owns in a big paper bag. She has no home.
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 4:28 PM UTC
one of the invisable
blue checkered jacket the cloth faded. kneeling onto yesterday holding on to tomorrow her leathery tan hands cup a wrinkled tired face. the white tasseled hair and the bulbous nose. hope has left her eyes, the light has turn to rain. beneath a torn brown skirt short varicose bowed legs forever journey to no place. everything she owns in a big paper bag. She has no home.
guy-scutellaro
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 4:28 PM UTC
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