as i sit in the living room sofa watching tv, it came to how appalling the lives of those who live in the streets, dining on whatever they can scavenge for the day. Sometimes I hate myself for this. Why cant i be blessed with riches so i may help them....
...a voice is heard from above.....'you are not the type'
there goes enthusiasm for living
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I wish I’ll have that enthusiasm for living.. thinking how blessed I am.. compared to those who are less privileged neighbors…
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