Hunger.
I wish I could say how I felt. when hunger attacked, and stole my smile, changing my mood for as long as it wanted. I wish I could say how I felt. when hunger doesn't know the exact time to attack, attacks the time when you are broke, and have no hope of having anything. I wish I could say how I felt. how the taste of cassava leaf I ate the last time is still in my mouth and how I wish I could have the taste of it once again, but all I could do is to sniff it from another compound. All I can say is when hunger comes I have no other options but to eat groceries and floating berries. I still give God all the glory, because I can eat, while some people can't eat even if hunger attack. and I'm also grateful for your groceries and floating berries, which others called "Garrie, Suger and groundnut".
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