His clothes
Tattered, torn
Hands
Covered in filth
His face
Wrinkled and worn
With brown eyes
That bore the weight
Of a lifetime
Struggles and pain
The stories he could tell
If only
Someone would stop
To listen to his tales
Of yonder year
And present day
If only
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