Homeless Issue #120

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Homeless Issue #120                                 01/02/18
 
The following was found the morning after one night of the Nomadic Shelter:

Dear Nobody
 
Can I ever change

Will I ever change. With every breath I grow weaker. My mind racing a million a minute. Yet I can’t seem to find a reason to breathe.
 
Tired of trying only to fall short. Always on trial like in court. Pleading guilty to the lack of faith. Faith is believing things in heart what is unseen.
 
I see pain and misjudgment.
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