Michelle Claus


Vagabond plays his ladle like a fiddle
strolling along anonymous tracks

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Submitted: Sunday, June 22, 2014

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  • Ed Nigma (7/3/2014 2:17:00 AM)

    I've been homeless on the streets for awhile and stayed there purposely for a good while because I wanted to experience what that life was like and until one has been there they have no clue. I think it is something that every person should have to do for at least a year to truly be able to appreciate the warmth of a bed, a roof over their head and food to eat without being harassed by all sorts of authorities or unsavory individuals. Very nicely done. Allan Gerard~ (Report) Reply

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