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WANDERING THE STREET, AIMLESSLY, HUNGRY, WEARY, LOST AMONG HUMANITY. EXTENDING A HAND, BEGGING, AND PLEADING, TO THE MORE FORTUNATE, AND ME. LOOKED DOWN UPON, 'CAUSE OF THE QUESTIONS YOU ASK, BROTHA CAN YOU SPARE A........??? SISTA DO YOU NEED THAT........???? ONLY TO BE TURNED AWAY, TREATED LIKE TRASH. ALL THE WHILE THE WORLD GOES ON, IGNORING YOU, NOT RECOGNIZING THE COST, I GIVE YOU MY LAST DOLLAR, OUR GAIN NO LOSS, AS YOU SPEAK TO YOURSELF.......... WONDERING WHERE WILL YOU EAT OR SLEEP TONIGHT, AND WHO ARE THEY TO SAY, YOU'RE NOT ALL THERE. YOU MUST BE ....... HALF OFF.

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