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A Chapter by azeilc
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was a terrible Sunday for me that day. The sun was shinning like no other day,
all the leaves were becoming dead for summer heat. The day was..
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I write a prayer to remind myself why I care
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Its a letter to someone I perfectly know in my mind.
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I was falling when I was writing this. still Falling
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