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Feb 2020
Bagged by an old fashioned cloth,
Breathing-
The rust and the dust.
52 cent and just 2 more.
Saved in the torn-up coat.

Lips chapped,
Body's wet.
Stomach empty,
Lungs filled instead.

Biting tongue,
Backed with a heavy load,
Sweat-
The overriding pulse.

Pushing yourself,
"A single step more",
One step-
And just once more.

Tremors of body,
Avoided to take a step,
A step,
For the roof under the head.

A hundred done,
Just a thousand more.
To buy a doll,
A doll-
For the one to hold.
We only realize all the hardship our parents had to endure to raise us when we become one.
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     Carmen Jane, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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