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People once believed that when someone
dies a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead.
But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried
with it and the soul can't rest.
Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to
put the wrong things right.
A building gets torched, all that is left is ashes.
I used to think that was true about everything.
Families... Friends... Feelings...
But now I know that sometimes, if love proves real, and two people are
meant to be together, nothing can keep them apart.
If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live
on is to never stop loving them.
Buildings burn
People die
But real love is forever.
(It can't rain all the time)
