The Beggar
A grey spot with a glimpse of sorrow
Is where the child stood
and across the borders of yet
another path
The only essential thing
remains to be his quiet tears
Every time the path changes
it is empty and it waits to be
embraced by the child's fulfilling steps
Each and every time presents a new chance
to start over.
Just a simple chance
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