Hungry night

In the soft sweet glow of the city lights, a shady figure walks the night. Perhaps he wanders in a daze, peering through the nightly haze. A solitary soul in search, for anything of any worth. To fill his belly up to full, through a world in which he has no pull. But other than his current sorrow, he grins about what comes tomorrow. For if he can survive the night, for his life he still can fight. Hunger is an evil thing, and a belly full can happiness bring.

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