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Waking to the sound of garbage trucks,
he stumbles down the alley,
looking for a dollar.
People rush by, unnoticing,
their thoughts filled with dreams and ambitions,
while he stands with his hand held out,
looking for a dollar.
There was a time when he, too, was one of the 'unnoticing',
raising a family and working for his future,
........then there was the accident.
Now he sleeps with a bottle in his hand,
his nightmares filled with visions of headlights,
the sound of tearing metal,
the screeching of tires,
the screams,
........and the silence.
His family is gone.
Now he walks the streets of the city,
with a heart full of remorse,
just looking for a dollar.
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