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In the depths and throws of emotion
I found this searching through old lyrics and poetry, trying to organize my writing, and I remember to the minute writing it, its just a little thought about a young child I saw while working the desk at a truck stop . . .


I have to be who I am, but why today?
I have seen dispair . . .
dirty, flushed cheeks, matted hair
looking totally lost and unwanted
somber stare of a broken
nine-year-old girl,
not understanding of her
circumstances
clutching a Pepsi like it
were the last Pepsi
on earth
 
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