Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Tear drops from the heavens, aimlessly earth bound.
Sent to cleanse us of our yesterday and encourage
the laugther to be found.

Angels rejoice, in the song of hope, the world
would be a better place, if love were
allowed to grow.

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