In the quiet whisper of a giving hand,The world finds warmth, a gentle stand.Through acts of kindness, hearts expand,Building bridges of golden sand.Generosity, a light that softly glows,Guiding weary souls where love flows.A selfless heart, the river knows,In giving, the spirit freely grows.Where shadows linger, kindness breaks,The dawn of hope, a new day makes.In every gift, the soul awakes,In shared abundance, love partakes.The gentle art of giving, a sacred lore,Binding us together, forevermore.In each kind gesture, our spirits soar,In generosity, we find our core.
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