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[bodytext] => Twisted faith has been my fr-enemy lost my home streets I Rome been living in my mobile home four wheels with no address fighting the tears and stress I could this happen when at work I did my best the job lost me. Rent was a far thought but manage to stay a float for a while couldn't look in the eyes of my child father I must be can let this get the best of me. Sleep in the car by night rest stop full of fright daybreak library I hide screaming to myself from the inside. Search for work I must find live hand to hand from the kindness of strangers and yet the disgust they display how could I live with myself and my children that way didn't ask for this to happen but it did and yet I pray every day. Hotel we stay work and work paid day by day clean again I was proud my children were of me daddy when will we be free of this type of poverty soon I say Knowing what will come the next day. Blessed be the pray that was answered a man with a plan open a door for me and now were free apartment we went Oh my god it was heaven sent . Now on a roll I'm a independent business owner doing great I have once again walked with fate Never will I judge those who ask for spare change circumstance my have had a hand what will become of that man. I was once him . [comments] => 1 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 43 [informant] => SPOKENWORDARTIST [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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