Author's Note

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Everyday many children die of hunger. They were as skinny as sticks; you could probably count the bones on their thin chests. They look so... Delicate, but at the same time strong. They have the cofidiance to live. All of them have a story and they want to share it, it's not like they were all druggies. So why is it that whenever someone passes a homeless child, they grimace? Their life is way worse then yours. But at the same time if they had money, they will know how to use it and be successful. You don't have to give them money, but at least a smile. I smile that reads "I believe in you." because really, that might be a thousand times better.

xxx,

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