gust of wind rips through head And you appeared A homeless guy was eyeing a bin And I thought of you today where are you, my friend? Is a roof protecting you? would you fight this guy, like so long ago? I thought of you, today We scuffled over half eaten burgers Hoarded newspaper to fill the gaps in benches and filled our boots with plastic bags I shivered as I thought of you, today
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