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Nothing
he slept in front of the casino
of the small neighborhood
his eyes still hurt
from the bright lights

they woke him up with words
written on shoes
first in the stomach
then the back
then the face

he collected his things
from the street and left

avoiding garbage containers
of fear to find
abandoned babies

in the bins at least
he will find discarded
just dreams and food

walking and looking
hours without finding
reserve fuel for stomach

trying to save
strength as he goes
in trams of which
they chase him for
obstructing passengers
with its aromas
of one without home

nobody stops
to hear that he wants
just some food
as the strength leaves

a little more walking
to the new hotel room
with location without
meaning and view
of moisture and walls

a woman with her child
walk home
carrying two bags
full of purchases

they are facing
him at this moment

now he has nothing left
to lose

he has nothing left
to lose