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Life's Rhymeless Beat
Cold winter night under dusky sky
Lying in tatters, a deserted boy
Rags cover his shivering feet
Surviving life's rhymeless beat
Tallying coins he begged for today
A loaf of bread he'll get someway
Cold winter night under dusky sky
Far off echoed lonely cries
Plate from a little hand slipped
Black-blue scars were left by a whip
Cleans crockery one after another
Longing for warmth of a mother
Cold winter night under dusky sky
Painful screams resonate nearby
Lipstick smeared across her face
Surviving life's disgracful race
Another customer to enchant
Sold to a brothel by her aunt
Cold winter night under dusky sky
Life's brutal issues have no reply
Will they reach life's last mile?
Doesn't everyone deserve to smile?
Each morn a new story begins
of scarred soul and a lost grin.
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