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It was a dark and stormy night when an angel of death took flight. She took to the skies and followed the thunder to the one who would begin their eternal slumber. The man who would soon receive such a fate denied the love of someone great. He told her she was ugly and didn't have time to give his love to someone who wasn't divine. Then what happened next devastated her parents when they read her text. He had no remorse when he was given the news. So the angel of death made him pay his dues. People take things for granted. That's to be expected. But professing love is not an act that deserves being disrespected. If we took the time to think about all of the outcomes of our choices, the world might not lose so many beautiful voices.
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 7:26 PM UTC
Beautiful voices
It was a dark and stormy night when an angel of death took flight. She took to the skies and followed the thunder to the one who would begin their eternal slumber. The man who would soon receive such a fate denied the love of someone great. He told her she was ugly and didn't have time to give his love to someone who wasn't divine. Then what happened next devastated her parents when they read her text. He had no remorse when he was given the news. So the angel of death made him pay his dues. People take things for granted. That's to be expected. But professing love is not an act that deserves being disrespected. If we took the time to think about all of the outcomes of our choices, the world might not lose so many beautiful voices.
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 7:26 PM UTC
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