this is my winter
this winter is mine
and it will not
be my winter
of discontent
while i hole up and wait
for social security
alone in my room
alone riding trains in the rain back and forth between cities some i hate
as i wait for the security of cash that can bring me a place of my own
as i wait for the security of a social life that can bring me wings to ( Read more... )

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