Pain Growing up unprivileged Birthdays no gifts, left ungifted No joys, no toys, no dad no mom Foster care instructed me like c.d. Rom No trips, poor not rich At one point thought about calling #life Quits No hope, an empty heart, waterless well A Turtle without a shell, sail boat with no sail Sad, depressed, but conquered all my fears No tears shed on the Trail of Tears
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