Hunger

Hunger All the food in the world. There probably isn’t enough food to stop me from feeling these hunger pains, the woman thought. I get up with them and I go to bed with them. Nothing helps. She looked at the food spread out on the table of the soup kitchen. So much, but so many mouths to feed. There are so many and I am just another number. I am just another hungry one.

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