Wednesday, December 22, 2010
It was a clear and certain journey of lost hopes. A tear entered his eye, though it did not travel alone. Tears gathered, blurring his vision. Then a momentary peace came over him. Through blurred vision, he felt he could see her standing there. That vision was clear ...or was it? At least in his heart of hearts it was.
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