Poetry: …a hole in mind

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Belly crys, head aches
a jobless tomorrow, no pay…
grateful am alive; how do I survive?
These ideas
these ideals
 …will light a fire
will spark the glow,tomorrow.
Hope, faith
owed
to time
wanes.

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