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I am unseen, in this vast world I dwell
No one really notices I am here, as well
Walking around, with their heads in the air
Passersby never seeing, nor do they care
Making their way, to wherever they must
Leaving me here, with no hope, nor trust
That the human race will eventually awaken
Realizing, the path, so many have taken
Filled with self-doubts, a heart of defeat
No shelter from the cold, life on the street
No matter the weather, no matter the time
We remain unseen, a punishment, for no crime
February Writing Prompts – The order of things unseen – Day 18/28
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