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May 2015
                                          


Looking down

To the homeless child on the street


Looking back I see

Her twitching **** on the sweaty sheets

And the dead mother in her eyes

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It's funny

How we finally meet

And we always meet

Inevitably
Written by
jeffrey robin
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