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Jul 2015
some of us whisper
into the night keep

all of it in
or cry alone

to feel the children
hungrily

search
a dumpster

a desert sand
drifting

we are condemned
to a lonely day

texting always on
our I phones

as many starving souls
die

without a chance
to tweet #hungry
wordvango
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