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while I was unconscious on the operating table dressed in white stained in red I had a vision of a little girl crying darkened tears with an expression so pained that I wanted to hold her hand between my blue ones and cry with her mingling our tears until we were one.
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
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while I was unconscious on the operating table dressed in white stained in red I had a vision of a little girl crying darkened tears with an expression so pained that I wanted to hold her hand between my blue ones and cry with her mingling our tears until we were one.
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Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
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