Twins
She is young with a cane on corner
Holds a sign: “Help homeless.”
Pity and sympathy, empathy
All boil in everyone in the car.
Suddenly she, deer, runs across
Grabs on a coin by a car that is far.
“What was that? ”
All jaws fall…
Not too far her twin, a young guy
Same backpack and same cap
Without cane, the same sign
“Help homeless.”
“Is it some rallying? ”
“What was that? ”
All jaws fall…
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