Tag: PAin
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Happiness
It was a slow morning. He liked slow mornings. So often he felt bombarded by the daily rush and so he cherish the days when things were slow. He lied in bed for a while, watching the sunlight grow brighter until the far wall was turned to gold by the rising sun’s bright rays.…
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The Weight of Pain
“I didn’t help someone who needed me yesterday.” The woman spoke with a catch in her voice though she did not cry. Like everyone else in the room, she looked young for her age and was fit. Many of the people there bore scars or wore eye patches, and a few were missing…
