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Crying over spilt milk is never about the milk.
Madness string 484
The particles of the angel's form, loosened by the waning of his strength, swirled upwards into randomness... and vanished.
My sister's a lawyer, and she has awful grammar. I've seen her grocery list, she can't even spell weenies.