The dog ends of West End


He never lived,he never died,never laughed,never cried,never prayed or did not stay long anywhere,
he, quite simply was not there.
No one cared or spared a second thought and life had taught him this, to kiss his arse goodbye
and no one asked him why or when or where he slept when evening came and every day looked just the same,
is everybody blind?

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