In this busy fast growing world, I try to pause and take a break; to breath and think, but once I remember the poor child covered with black dust, suffering in the war between the ruins of his country and when I see the hungry man, who’s skin is stretched tight to his body to take the shape of his ribs, the thought of all of this makes me forget how to exhale….. (Find link to continue reading)
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