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Jan 2015
I saw a homeless man
lay hopelessly
Like a frayed kite.
Patchwork intentions
conquered by his chemical imbalance.


Addiction.

I saw a business man
walk arrogantly
Like a lion after a ****.
Humbled intentions
conquered by his
instituted passion for monetary growth.



**Addiction.
Stefan Smith
Written by
Stefan Smith  Lancaster, PA
(Lancaster, PA)   
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