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Poverty's unforgivable touch
In alleyways of broken dreams, they roam,
Searching for relief in pain pills and street drugs.
Homeless souls running wild, lost in the war of survival.
A battle fought in shadows, unseen by judging eyes.

Trapped forever in the grip of addiction,
Their demons lurk in the darkness,
Feeding on despair and desperation,
Destroying lives with merciless ease.

Society's price tag branded on their skin,
Pushed aside for poverty's unforgiving touch.
Invisible to those who turn away,
They cannot afford the rent for a home any more.
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