distress

There is a reason 
why people who have 
no home, 
no anchor, 
are confused, 
stressed, 
sometimes crazy.
Not knowing when you'll sleep at night, 
night after night, 
destabilizes the soul 
and the mind.

We need an anchor in our life. 
A company, 
or a place, 
or an object,
to protects us.

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