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There is something to be said about ones home
when you wake up one morning to a sign posted
on your door stating you don't live there anymore.

I had never planned for such a feat, not  knowing
where a child of mine and i would  lay our heads at
night to sleep?

What I horrible feeling becoming frozen, realizing the one
who loved me lives no more. my little one looking up at
me while i see our  future is unsure and unknown.

I have become so isolated not many friends know the
state I'm in. I wouldn't know were to begin. I pray, but 
no matter how much I ask, no answer from within.

What will it take for me to rise above the adversity when
everything I knew as my security is taken? In the end I learned
my worth is not about what i posses and that's no mistaken.

So after all is said and done it is what remains in my heart
each day I rise, homeless or not. Be it with love filled to its
brim over flowing touching the hearts of humankind

When life for them begins to feel hopeless and grim.

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