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Feb 3
I saw a man fumbling
stumbling to his knees
I watched his prayer loose it’s wings from his lips as he begged of his God for release, for peace,
for a piece of bread
or a comfortable bed
Chantell Wild
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Chantell Wild  42/F/South Africa
(42/F/South Africa)   
     Fecundeity, TSPoetry, nivek and juneau
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