All of them had gathered for a good cause,
To provide. To aid.
"Are you Jew or Christian?" one volunteer asked.
"Sir, I'm cold" the response came.
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Dead Ends
PoetrySometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
