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To realize.Can I say. I forgot how to pray. It just happened one day. When I realized the true story. Love is not about glory. It is about holding hands through the pouring rain. Happiness is not a shame. How can I begin to explain. I no longer feel the rain.
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Beatrice Berglund
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