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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 |
 Tear Drops #1 |
 Tear Drops #2 |
 Tear Drops #3 |
 Tear Drops #4 |
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