Category : Poems

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After walking by so many homeless people living on the street,i started thinking wow its summer time they must be dying of heat, what if that was me, well I just can't do it  i have to have a home a place to be, the homeless are everywhere, i just can't do it i would literally die in the cold air, and too think winter will soon be here and it will be freezing cold and snow will be on the ground, I just can't do  it is there any shelters around.