Bitter freezing gnawing claws

Like cold deaths merciless sickle

Hunting vulnerable prey

Who’s abandoned street beds lay.

Clinging to hope for warmth has gone

Banished in societies Street.

Singular alone invisible to sight

Clinging to a diminished fight.

Sapped of humanities warmth

Cast out, forgotten, forlorn.

Not even worth our scorn.

Where is the warmth was it even known.

Destitute abandoned alone.

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