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It is a cold November evening
The streets are empty
The lights from the houses shine on the pavement
Families are in their kitchen preparing the meals
For the night of thanks

Outside a homeless girl wanders
Looking in the windows
To see people happy and warm
While she is alone and hungry

With each passing home
She feels more and more hurt
But she does not complain
She does not say a word
She just walks on
Even though she is forsaken by all
She still trusts
In her God





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