Sincerely, anonymous
Sometimes life doesn't turn out
Like it should
Sometimes we say then
We did the best we could
With what we had
With what we lost
In the fire, in the flood
In a storm that took more
Than it should
In sleepless nights
Cold and alone waiting
Under the fading streetlights
In a homeless home
Somewhere under the stars
So far away
Where your lost dreams fly
Just out of reach
Now died, somewhere in the dark
Like a bird with a broken wing
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