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Jul 2015
A congregation of homeless folk.
Sat on the kerbside.
It's no joke.
One man, his dog and straggling lady.
All struggling to survive.
They're just staying alive.
"Oh oh oh,staying alive"..in the words of the Bee Gees.
Somehow they thrive.
Just staying alive.
Slaves to government!
Disinterested.
Disinterred.
Dug up.
Another problem for babbling rabbling Britain.
Streets full of poverty.
Lovelorn strangers.
Never free.
(C) LIVVI
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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