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The Lonely Street

You may think that I am an old man, As I walk with shoulders bent. But once I had a young man!s dreams Now I wonder where they went. I once had a home and family But my choices forced them away. Now lonely days and tear filled nights Is the way I have to pay. The city is crowded, but we walk the streets alone It seems that you!re invisible if you don!t have a home.

Now thanks to people out there, who have shared my despair I have a beautiful place to live, and friends who really care. I!ve been down and out, despair staked its claim But like the phoenix from the ashes I shall rise again. !

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! Hank Brewer

2009_Report_Card  

http://www.cahhalifax.org/ReportCard/2009_Report_Card.pdf

2009_Report_Card  

http://www.cahhalifax.org/ReportCard/2009_Report_Card.pdf

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