Losing everything was still losing everything, however little someone began with.

Muscles aching to work, minds aching to create beyond the single need-this is man.

but when a man spends his relief checks on green whiskey his children have a way of crying from hunger pains. I don’t know of any landowner around here who begrudges those children any game their father can hit.

You Love every living beings, God Reside in every soul. 
 Be together , everyone is yours, none them are strangers in the world

Written By Aman Das

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