Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pour through and shine down on us to let us know they are happy.
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Forget Me Not
"Who are you?"
"You really can't remember?" I ask, hoping he could remember.
He nods h...
Sticks and Stones // l.h.
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