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July 13, 2009 / 12:18 PM

Maybe it was inevitable, something that spun out of your hands like a top flying out of control. It was that moment, one moment, when you knew all you ever wanted and all you ever needed was right in front of you before your very eyes. And just when you realized this, it was too late- everything happened quickly; it backslammed out the open door. You're left there, hurting, stunned, shocked, and confused. Gasping and unable to hold back any tears, they start falling, like rain drops pitter-pattering on the street. They make a steady rhythym as people walk pass you in the rain, scurrying pass you into the nearest shelter or store, running ankle-deep into puddles that line the street like polka-dots. The world is spinning, your head is turning, as you look up at the sky and let your heart cry out its very last breath.