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Time changes many, for some it is the echoes of loneliness that have finally come to the surface. We long for something that is greater then just ourselves something.. Someone. The heart is a fickle thing and as sure as longing can become obsession it is a festering beast that can no longer find its way back into the cage. To take the spring of life from the world is a dangerous game.. one that is on the bring of taking over control. How we desire and how we play our hands to win a game of chance. What is love if not a game? Is love the strongest weapon of all? Is it true? Does love conquer all? With the pain of loss come suffering and if She suffers all of man kind all of the Olympians will suffer with her. There is no greater love then a mother and her beloved child. �Oh sweet child of mine.. where have you gone?�

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