Under the bridge where you slept did you cry tears in the icy cold to forget,
and did you look at the night,
and see the stars in the sky,
and were they still beautiful in the cold and the wet,
and were you hungry for food,
and were you hungry in the moment for company,
because company was far away,
and your mind,
and your heart was a wreck.

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