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BreadCrumb Love

7/6/2020

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He saw her as hungry, so he tossed breadcrumbs at her feet. He knew her heart and knew she would accept anything. 
She ate up the morsels, one by one. It felt good to be full. But after awhile, she acknowledged it was so much work and she was crawling on the ground all the time. It made her feel less like the goddess she had grown into an more like a child, accepting whatever was provided. 
She decided being hungry was better than crawling on the ground. 

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7/29/2023 09:37:53 am

Gratefuul for sharing this

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