That's why I give. I can't forget where I cam from.

…a few coins in my purse. I gave her what I had, but as I walked away, I was overwhelmed with guilt. Her plight reminded me of where I had come from, of the days when I too had nothing. It was a stark reminder of the fragility of fortune and the enduring presence of poverty.
My Freedom From Struggle to Serenity
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Annelise Lords
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Jun 9, 2024
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That's why I give. I can't forget where I cam from.
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Written by Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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