Those Lost Tears
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Ongoing1h 10m
Last published Fri, Dec 23, 2016
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love."
-Washington Irving
First it was a spark, and then it was love.
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