Sometimes I wish I could give more of myself. My hands hold an immense amount of ability and sometimes I just sit and watch the moments go by instead of reaching out. Where is my concern for the other when I am in graduate school learning how to help the other? Beauty can come in many forms... even in a simple smile across the room. It can feel like you've been given these special little soft bubbles of kindness. That can't be too hard....
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