Stealing is a form of emergency service around here. If one of us can't eat and we have no way of getting food with money or donations, we steal. We have to take care of one another.
Sugar it up all you want honey, if you thank me have gratitude you are family, if you take and feel entitled to more you are stealing.
The thieves were so comfortable in their taking that they came to think of themselves as my masters, as if a plant commands the sun.
They stole so often that they started to feel entitled to it. Though I'd turned a blind eye to it, because giving from the heart is giving to all, it still stung.
Stealing is to gain what we need to survive. We'd never do it otherwise. We are honest. We have brave hearts and brave souls.
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