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D.C. Homeless

Hear the Child's lonesome pleas!!!
Alone in the decay of decadence; she stands.
Lips bloodied, dried and cracked; she thirsts.
Last meal was moreover a day past; she hungers.
Can o' beans warmed over sterno; she eats.
One sorrowful tear trickles down her angelic face,
Remembrances of happier times and places; she dreams.....
She dreams about the warm bed that kept her safe.
Her home, the open skies near the outskirts of the city.
Occurring in the greatest Capitol on Earth;
She's Homeless!

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