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When you slap the pool of water that your family is made up of It hurts them all and the water almost never settles. The ripples keep going along forever it seems. The hurt keeps going but slows into a distant memory and yet never goes away and is always there as a reminder of what had happened.
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Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 9:53 AM UTC
Family Pool
When you slap the pool of water that your family is made up of It hurts them all and the water almost never settles. The ripples keep going along forever it seems. The hurt keeps going but slows into a distant memory and yet never goes away and is always there as a reminder of what had happened.
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Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 9:53 AM UTC
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