"Living on this hell we call life; two paths to choose from- the wife or the knife.
Destruction + chaos following me like a black cloud; shorty's on the block with the loud.
Am I coming or going in this black hole of an existence; IN THE END who will they remember you as?
Will you just be forgotten as I have or can you make them remember!"
This poem was written by a stranger who previously slept in this spot in the picture above. Here I am worrying about getting my shit together on a consistent basis to partially afford this two bedroom apartment we just signed for and there are still people on the streets who just want to be acknowledged and considered. There are times were I feel poor or unqualified but in the eyes of another, I have everything I ever needed and probably ever wanted. I am so very lucky.
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