Huddled on the couch, illuminated by the false light of the television,
She clutched her dreams protectively against her chest.
There were only three of them, three graceful, glittering doves
Doves made of the most delicate crystal, winked and glistened in the dark.
Her fingers feverishly traced hairline cracks as diamond tears slipped down marble cheeks.
But the tighter she clutched the doves, the more cracks appeared, until the doves shattered.
And left her with nothing but bloody hands.
















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"Whoever saves one life, saves the world entire."
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Confucius say: He who play in root, eventually kill tree.
The linuX Files The Source is Out There.
Hiroshima '45, Cherynobyl '86, Windows '95
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~ My anti-Windows.
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