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Tears wash the dust off the heart and soul so they can shine... once again... |
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I have found a place to go where the grass is always green. |
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It is a place where you can sit and do nothing. |
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You can actually decorate it yourself. |
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This place can be a good place to go after a long hard day at work or school. |
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It is sanctuary where you can pray or talk to a friend. |
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You can also make life-long friends here. |
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This special place is where everyone can find it, yet not all do. |
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It is a secret place... You don't even have to tell anyone that you have it. |
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But it will show on your face. |
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The road to this place is not external, but internal. |
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You can make this journey sitting in a chair. |
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This journey can take minutes, days, or even years. |
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I must warn you though... this place can disappear, be painful if not taken care of properly. |
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This place I speak of is the soul of a peaceful person. |
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If there were no rain, fields would become parched and brittle, and many creatures would die. |
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If we could not cry, all our emotions would eventually dry up, too. |
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And soon we would not laugh either. |
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Our tears cleanse us. Our tears heal. They make us whole. |
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Tears are as important to our growth as rain is to a flower. |
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They help release the pressure of sadness so we can feel better. |
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After a storm, when the sun shines again through the clouds, |
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A bright colored rainbow appears. |
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After our tears, our inner sun shines, |
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And rainbows are formed from our pain. |
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~ Home ~ |
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