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The power of love....The morning had been a very cold and depressing one for Angi. Her mind was full of nothing but negative thoughts. As much as she tried to push them away, she couldn't and felt her heart drop at the bottom of her hallow chest, and ache of pain as if there were nothing left there. Like an abondoned alley. Cold, empty, and hurting. She sighed and just walked outside into the backyard. The sky was black cold and wind twisted threw the air as mother nature was feeling her very worst. Rain poured hard across the the now very damp ground. It felt as though the the heavens were crying out all the pain that existed in the world. Angi just stood in theThe power of love.... in Profiles More Like This
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