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The homeless artist
Penny pincher,
Sleeps on the edge of time,
Dreams of ancient civilisations,
How old is he,
How old is he,
He thought someone in the modern world loved him the other day,
No she's baiting me,
They'll kill me for sure,
Where are his people,
Where are his people,
Why do they treat him so bad,
The modern ones,
He calls it another damned day,
When he wakes up,
Alone and the alcohol isn't strong enough anymore,
How poor,
How poor.
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