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Someday


The sky seemed to cry with the young man who was peering at the vision longingly. 
Tears were flowing down this man's face, though he made no sniffles, nor sobs, nor whimpers. 
These tears flowed soundlessly as if he didn't even notice them falling.

What a marvelous sight danced before his sorrow filled eyes. 

Bright red hair,glowing green eyes and a beautiful bright smile were all that he wished would greet him. 
But nay, they would greet the undeserving tormentor of his childhood. 
Once so close, the two had grown apart. 
How the man longed to have the love he could no longer hold.
Maybe some day the glorious love he used to know, would realize what the man himself had always felt....

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