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Experience at a clinic event for the homeless

They rush through the gates

Shelter, food, and safety away from all the hate

I stand with a white coat

Needle in hand

I am frozen by the words being said

She hasn’t had a bed for many years

And I’m supposed to ask if she has insurance.

Poetry

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