No one knows, who I am or from where I came. But, they know my face, for they see me continually walking alone on these concrete roads of stone. I do not know, where or to whom to turn for help to find my way back to the life that was once my own. The coldness and reflection of the streets, howver have not dimmed my pride. A hand out, I know is only a temporary fix to a much larger concern, for the next brutal moment. But, if someone would just trustfully grab me by the hand and lead me in the right direction, I may be once again enlightened with hope and set on a new course, which will bring me to a prosperous future. Where, I too can be a help to someone in need. For as long as I have my identity, I have the strength and courage to not only survive, but also the wisdom to thrive.
GLIMPSE OF AN ANGEL IS NOW AVAILABLE. A PORTION OF ALL SALES WILL GO TO HOSPICE TO THUS ENABLE THEM TO HELP OTHERS WHO ARE SOON TO PASS TO THE OTHER SIDE. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
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