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Mark not the day for grief nor gather round to celebrate though the time for either was not brief the wounded heart they will not satiate. Hours, days, weeks and months the heart breaks and thunders hide not the tear or smile once for you might miss lifes wonders.
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Apr 26, 2023
Apr 26, 2023 at 9:39 PM UTC
To Lost Correspondents
Mark not the day for grief nor gather round to celebrate though the time for either was not brief the wounded heart they will not satiate. Hours, days, weeks and months the heart breaks and thunders hide not the tear or smile once for you might miss lifes wonders.
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Apr 26, 2023
Apr 26, 2023 at 9:39 PM UTC
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