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with out


with out with clothes with food and water with out something to call my own that's why i beg of you to give me something that you people own i am alone no home no place to shower no place to pee why has this became my life to be i eat out of the trash and there's where i may also sleep i am with out i am with out i am with out with out with out so many things i am without so many things well guess what you want to know why i am a homeless man and that is why i am WITH OUT!!!!!
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jwiener
This poem definitely makes the reader aware of the hardships of being homeless, and hopefully will inspire them to make a difference and help those individuals!

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