See us rise unfettered, daring countless
Whims to try to halt our gait-we homeless,
Stillborn, orphaned. We-a word made fresher-
Dangerous exploiters, kindly folks, we're
Stranger thieves who swipe all sleeping treasures.
Nightly cover hides our shining eyes and
How we love the fright that jumps from shadows.
How we pass and hear more roundly laughter
Lying inside tragedy befalling.
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