Wednesday, April 29, 2009

myy story.


Today a young man offered me a piece of bread, the taste was overwhelming I couldnt help but eat the whole loaf. There was a puddle near so and my thrist was quenched by the stale water. I sat back on the hard concrete, and looked up toward the baby blue sky. I thought about my life and how I might have children that I will never meet, and all the apportunities I let go. This is my life thus Iam guilty for all of my mistakes.

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