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8h
I was looking through,
this alleyway,
a snap shot of homeless
before I went
about my day.
There's no good
with ignorance,
or ignorance
of storms fallen.
We are comforted
in our beds.
Simply offering
a coffee,
doesn't
break the ice.
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Written by
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward  47/M/Australia
(47/M/Australia)   
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