The weak fall
their spirits quenched
words as swords impale their hearts
they roast over smoldering coals
left behind by the unkind
Devoured by their discouragement
they are chewed up and spit out
by a world that simply
just doesn't care
My search for Philadelphia
has found it's populous
has moved away
the cities of brotherly love
have vanished
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