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Dec 2013
Cuddling their dreams they sit.
On the wall at the black end of town.
A near silent ghetto.
World of it's own.
Hum of traffic vaguely heard.

Recycling cans.
Offal past saving.
Well neglected.
They care not of the weather.
The group of drunks together.
Sit and sup and sup and sit.
That's their world.
Hell, so be it.
By ladylivvi1

© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Olivia Kent
Written by
Olivia Kent  Southampton, Hampshire.
(Southampton, Hampshire.)   
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