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He read the sound of the forest
As a man reads a book…
A book, called “the city”…
A bone to the dog is not charity.
Charity is the “bone “ shared with the dog,
when you are just as hungry as the dog.
I am tired…I am tired
I am tired…and weak…and strong
(I have walked hungry in the cold….and alone….I ‘m alone since the Day I was born.
The first day …
I walked alone in the cold …in the dark.
The First year …
I felt …hunger … in the cold…in the dark.
The Second year …
I felt pain … in the cold…in the dark.
I can’t feel pain anymore…
I am gone.
in the dark…

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