Car parked behind me
So close, yet almost unseen
But where could they go
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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Homeless Haiku
I think about my situation and see others in the parking lots each night where I am parked, and these pop into my head. If not for trying to correct the corruption that has happened in the court, I would be at home with my children. Instead, I fight for every dollar to go into the court machine to get my children back from my abuser.
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