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it rained for us.
the angels cried with us.
it rained as we walked inside.
we planted the tree and we were sad
and the skies cried gently with us.
thats when it all began for me.
i began to believe. i saw beauty. i felt humanity.
i scanned the stars..but the telescope was too high..but thats ok...i scanned the stars anyway..
we were all at a bonfire...i met a good soul..i still felt awkward then....one year too late but i guess it was meant that way....
one day it rained when we planted the tree to commemorate our togetherness at that place.
as we rolled back to the dormrooms...it began to rain..and thats when it all changed....
