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Every thought I've had, every desire I've felt, every word fighting to escape, has been shushed by the reality of the truth. Subdued feelings and quietened lips hold a strong silence that play dangerously in my ears, in my heart. 239 souls are lost to the sea, but in our hearts there's hope; the angels are guiding them , through stars and leading them to You. "Goodnight", MH370.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
Missing flight
Every thought I've had, every desire I've felt, every word fighting to escape, has been shushed by the reality of the truth. Subdued feelings and quietened lips hold a strong silence that play dangerously in my ears, in my heart. 239 souls are lost to the sea, but in our hearts there's hope; the angels are guiding them , through stars and leading them to You. "Goodnight", MH370.
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Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
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