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Our senses restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and be better. For they existed. Excerpt from:
When Great Trees Fall Maya Angelou |
![]() They Existed |
![]() Forever Flowers |
![]() Hidden Tears |
![]() Shattered |
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