WHISPERS OF COMPASSION

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Late one evening,as I was about to retire to bed, I heard a soft knock on my door. Ms Luna,my neighbor, stood there,eyes weary and voice trembling,looking for comfort. I welcomed her in without hesitation, offering her a warm cup of tea and a listening ear. As she vented out her worries, I whispered words of assurance, my heart swelling with compassion. That small act of kindness seemed to take a weight off her shoulders. At that point, I realized the profound…