You are not
moving, but you can’t live here.
All your
worldly processions are in the street and you have nowhere to go.
For whatever
reason, you are on your own.
All the
people wandering around this globe are at sometime in this predicament.
Hopefully
there are kind souls who will offer shelter of a tent or a vacant building
before the elements takes its toil.
The rest
will turn away from the homeless.
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