On a sidewalk frozen
Laid upon the ground
A statement of unnoticed
In sleeping bag is found
Soul is wrapped up tight
I caught in glimpse of view
I see his hair like mine
In vision shining through
A mirror of reflection
A fear filled truth to see
That this suffering soul
Could easily be me
Pause of introspection
A thought to keep with me
Easy be reversal
Of everyone I see
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