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She picked up a fallen flower and cupped it in her hands. “Life is so sad,” she said. “Nothing lasts.”
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Jan 1, 2012
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She picked up a fallen flower and cupped it in her hands. “Life is so sad,” she said. “Nothing lasts.”
She picked up a fallen flower and cupped it…
She picked up a fallen flower and cupped it in her hands. “Life is so sad,” she said. “Nothing lasts.”
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