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SummerStorm916
Dec 16, 2012 10:49PM
"Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When...View all Conversations
Stories by SummerStorm916
Restless Nights, Haunted Dreams
When nightmares become real and the line between reality and thoughts blurs, darkness will erupt, and there i...
