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Snow is falling
A cold wind blows,
On silent streets
So filled with woes,
I walk the night
I wish would end,
Without a home
Without a friend.
Each bell I ring
Get turned away,
Nowhere to rest
Nowhere to stay,
The room is let
No vacancy,
No place to go
No place for me.

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Comments about Let by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (3/20/2016 8:05:00 PM)

    Verily, a good depiction of the solitude (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 15, 2013

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