There are people who never speak,
They live, they dream where there is nothing,
Poverty is a companion,
Dying maybe hope.
Hunger, vice in their path,
The gambusino from the street,
Sad, forgotten faces,
They carry tiredness in their eyes
There are people who never listen,
br/>They live alone in their struggle,
Patiently waiting
For indifference to end
TODAY!!
There is no destiny here
No gods to worship,
Only shadows in the cold
Looking for humanity.

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