beautiful children


 I fed you, but forgot to ask your name. I was so shaken by your destitute reality. We tried to clean you but ran out of the meager napkins I had in my pocket midway. Your brother told us your mother would return l, and  I pray that she does.


Though dirt and squalor surround, you are so special and wonderful in my eyes. Do not give up on each other. 



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