Street Kids Speech/Essay
A wall painted with drugs,
A second with violence
a third with abuse
A fourth with my soul
I close my eyes
And I dream
I hope for a better tomorrow
I'm filled with life and light
Don't let me wake up.
It's all dark again
Do I have the strength to go on?
Good morning miss and fellow students. This is just a taste of what it is like on the streets. Today we
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