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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Our story

"I wish I was a raindrop" She breathed after she stopped convulsing.
He glanced over her face with a sad expression "Why do you with that?"
"Because if Iwas a raindrop I could help things grow and thrive. And then after my job was done on the earth I could go back into the heavens and prepare to do it again"
He smiled "But you have already made me grow in more ways that you could ever know."
He gently placed his hand on her knee and gave her a reassurring squeeze.
"If you ask me, you are a rain drop"




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