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Nov 2017
There he sat
On Hospital steps
Pure agony coursed through him
Hands to head: praying
Fingers interlocked
A weave of sorrow
Praying to his God
A God who would not answer
Why should He?
Just saw a guy outside of Hospital doing this action. Such a sad sight inspired me.
Joe Beau
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Joe Beau  18/M/The Void
(18/M/The Void)   
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