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Nov 2019
The smell of pine and eucalyptus meld together in the background
Intermingling to create something sweet to
Mask the smell of unwashed bodies and hair and
needles haphazardly strewn on the ground
their orange caps bright against the brown ground,
missing the huge yellow sharps containers that
evidently aren't enough to hold it all.
If it weren't for the sheer closeness of the tents
Or the trash and random objects, treasured possessions
this could be an adventure landscape with
children clambering over the trees
But instead it's this, filled with adults, sitting sleeping talking
behind the fence right next to Kaiser.
Written by
Rhia
208
   Bogdan Dragos
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