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Stories by Johann Schiller
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Roses Falling in the Rain
(6 votes)Kneeling in front of the casket, I couldn't bear leaving him. I wept. Not the bawling out kind, but the one with the tears just falling down your face. The kind of weeping that comes from the depths of your heart due to your soul gnawing at your insides in sorrow.