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I have no name

I have no address

I wander the Earth, searching for somewhere to rest my tired legs

I am flung between slamming doors and cries of no's

Wrapped in shame

Bathed in disappointment

Happiness and hope evade me

On my knees I weep every night

Father, Father, have you forgotten me?

Father, Father, where is your love?

Father, Father

I need you

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