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AN ADDICT DIES IN THE RAIN

Lonely,
cold,
and tired,
an addict,
his face smeared with dirt,
tears,
and rain,
searches for something to ease his sickness,
and pain,
but he finds nothing.
Exhausted,
and desperate,
he finds a place in an alley,
and lays down to rest,
for just a little while.
Between a dumpster,
and a crumbling,
grungy wall,
the addict drifts away,
and dies alone,
and quietly,
in the night time rain.
Written by silverhawk
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