The world is a place full of people
they are everywhere, covering every inch of the earth
some of these people may be the most accepting, wonderful, gentle people you’ll ever know
and some may just be there as a pawn in the show
not looking to open their hearts to any other women
but only there for a job, circumstance, or mission
those are the people who are missing out on life
missing out on those gentle, kind souls whose arms open wide to give by their side
they are the ones who have less to live for, to love for, to care for
they are ~ THE UNFORTUNATE ~
This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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