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Can you help me please I have been born into someone else's life how else to explain a child like me living on the streets filled with quagmire alone and lonely watching your children pass by They dressed in clothes that fit not found in an alley filled with the worlds least desirable Their mouths having tasted a regular meal not the hand me down scraps that provide sustenance but not nourishment They walk to school for education while I pander to humanity for another day of living idle chatter a commodity I can ill afford laughter a luxury that evades me smiles are for financial gain not for expressing inner joy Yes this is not my life, but a temporary stop, is my hope Andreas Simic© Picture prompt and credit: https://mweiss-art.devi
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
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Can you help me please I have been born into someone else's life how else to explain a child like me living on the streets filled with quagmire alone and lonely watching your children pass by They dressed in clothes that fit not found in an alley filled with the worlds least desirable Their mouths having tasted a regular meal not the hand me down scraps that provide sustenance but not nourishment They walk to school for education while I pander to humanity for another day of living idle chatter a commodity I can ill afford laughter a luxury that evades me smiles are for financial gain not for expressing inner joy Yes this is not my life, but a temporary stop, is my hope Andreas Simic© Picture prompt and credit: https://mweiss-art.devi
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 6:21 AM UTC
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