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Dec 2016
what do you have
nothing but my mind
and even that
only on good days
doesn't seem fair
does not
but the beggar
is a job as old
as civilization
at this point they're traditional
what would the big city be
without those sad souls
showing you what you
could be tomorrow.
mikecccc
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mikecccc
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