Cold, wet and hungry
Dirty, sick and thirsty
Sad, weak and thin
Homeless with no name
One voice, one hand
Two voices, Two hands
Many hearts, many souls
Homeless with a name
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I could not believe that he lived in this. Not wanting to touch anything, the smell grabbed me in a choke hold. The peace I felt was out...
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