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Your soul
knows
the way Home.
O prodigal child,
why must you roam?
She chose silence, her
heart too heavy for words
with broken dreams like
flightless birds
Let me lose myself
within
the autumn colors
of your love
Forever grateful
for these teardrops
that softened
my hardened heart
Thank you!
A heart of stone
melted by
a river of tears
believing life
will shower
happiness
as rainbows
follow
rain
A thousand
beautiful feelings
shine
in the exquisite
smile
of an innocent,
happy
child
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