mumbles morning and looks down at the floor.
mumbles morning and looks down at the floor.
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about that which matters.
"I hope your hungry..." I set the dog dish of food and the dog dish of orange juice on the floor... "Eat up... Your going to need your strength for today... Oh... and you can't use your hands to eat..."
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