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Trimgum was a young boy who always helped others. He would help his mom with the dishes, help his dad
I remember the day my husband was hospitalized. It was a cold, winter day. The sky was a dreary gray
It was a cold, winter morning. The sun had yet to peek out from behind the grey clouds that filled
The boy was called Trimgum (pseudonym). He was born to a poor family in a small village and had never