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Gone Forever
Before me is a beautiful river, surrounded by sky high trees swaying
freely in the breeze. I reach the edge of the river and kneel down
gently. I must put all this behind me, forget all that has happened. I
must, or I will never feel happiness again.
With soft lips, I carefully plant a kiss on the top of the hat, then
I let go.
The hat falls onto the calm river, and begins to float away.
Further and further away, taking all my sorrows with it. Soon it is
gone forever.
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