Sometimes I forget to be compasive with myself. Sometimes I feel despair, sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with people, sometimes I sigh, and take a deep breath, sometimes I just feel sad and then, someone somewhere does an unnoticed good deed, somewhere a child laughs and smiles, somewhere an old couple support each other while they walk, compassion, innocence,love, and I regain my hope, my strenght, and sadness turns into joy and I keep going.
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