I walk down the street,
Strangers pass me.
Someone approaches needing help,
I take them to a cafe and offer food,
They are super thin, not knowing me.
They ask who to send money to,
All I can say is don't pay me,
You have no debt to me,
But to all other random strangers.
Whe I, years later find myself in trouble,
I meet the random stranger I helped.
They say although i know you not,
You remind me of someone who helped me,
So I'll look after you 'till the trouble's passed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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