I lay in a field of grasses and flowers. The sun hot on my face the dirt cool under my back. The corners of my eyes crinkle with laughter as the blades of grass tickle my toes. A slight breath of wind brings petals of pink into the air. These soft petals kiss my cheak and i think of you. A tear slips from my once laughing eyes down the slope of my cheak onto a blade of grass. One tear lost forever. One tear falls for all the thousands that go unshed.
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