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Mar 2020
Hes put on so many faces
He looks in the mirror and
Doesn't recognize his own
Hes been to so many places
He doesn't feel welcome in his home

His footsteps tell a story
Of the life he Left behind
And the world ahead
Seems a mystery
Waiting for the adventure to find

Hes a drifter
Running from his past
But hes got no where to go
He's had a bad name but
You'll never find a better soul to know


He's said Goodbye
To the friends that liked him still
He's going from town to town
But doesn't even know if it's real

He said farewell
To the only thing he's known
A life of misery
Without a bed to call his own

Hes a drifter
Running from his past
But hes got no where to go
He's had a bad name but
You'll never find a better soul to know

Hes my brother
Hes my friend
Though I don't even know his name
And if you see him passing by
You'll be happy that he came

Hes a drifter
Running from his past
But hes got no where to go
He's had a bad name but
You'll never find a better soul to know
Hank Love
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Hank Love  27/M/Borger, Texas
(27/M/Borger, Texas)   
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