BreadBread (2)
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Crusts will do;
So too, stale and mouldy;
Fill an emptiness,
Sustain a soul;
Survival!

Hidden from seeing eyes,
Hearing ears excluded;
Human shame exempted,
Heartless future beckons;
Despair!

Hunger will return,
Scavenging must persist;
Wherewithal provided,
Self-help will suffice,
Life!

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