Forgotten Streets
Beneath the stars, they find their bed,
No roof above, just dreams unsaid.
The cold wind bites, the nights grow long,
Yet in their hearts, a muted song.
They walk through shadows, faces fade,
Invisible lives, in silence laid.
A fleeting glance, a world unknown,
A cry for help, a hope disowned.
Oh, let us see, let kindness rise,
A spark of warmth in weary eyes.
For every soul deserves a place,
A shelter, love, and soft embrace.
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