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Mar 2019
Two miles away
from a much needed
toilet break,
my stomached churned
as I turned
down a busy road.

In tattered rags
his body laid curved
in an unnatural angle
against a brick wall,
while two strangers
surrounded him.

I am certain
he was hurting
or dead
but I did not stop
to help,
merely drove on
till the sight
was long gone
so, I could relieve myself.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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