I see it all to often. A person is in their own valley of the shadow of death. I can see them as I am there with them. I look else where and there is another lost soul. I know that I know that if one lost soul can reach out to another lost soul with an ounce of compassion. Then they both can free themselves from this place of perpetual misery. And from that single ounce of compassion if they both reached out to another lost soul. Then there would be three to be free at a cost of just one once of compassion. Then if the three continue to use that same ounce of compassion. they would become four and more freeing themselves of that desolate place of deaths darkness. Until, all are freed.
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