Penny For Your Thoughts

Two am calls like a 

Beggar on the street corner. I want to 

Search for you, I want to reach out and

Know that everything we have fought for

 Was worth it. But I don’t even

 Have a penny to my name and 

All I hear as I pass by is  a voice rasping,

absent-mindedly,

 “Godbless.”

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