The claws of Poverty
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Last published Tue, May 26, 2020
This is a story about the reality of being in deep poverty where the only dream which seems to be possible is how to get the next meal of the following day. Not that other dreams are not there it's just that they go unnoticed because anyways how does it help trying to win a victory that the generations before you they tried to fight but they failed.
We explore the fight of young man who fought face to face with this beast called poverty.
We learn how He he survives the struggle with poverty.
Is the any Hope? or is He going to lose these battle as his parents or forefathers father?
Come on what are you waiting for? Lets read together.😋❤
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