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Broken heart part 2


We felt slightly restless. Once more. In our holographic plane, they appeared.
She was working on removing each stone and transforming them into wonders of nature. As she took a rest and look at the sky. She saw the bird holding him, watching her working. He was upset. The bird had no specific expression. She on her side started to feel restless and before she knew it half of her garden transform itself back into stones. Seeing this, he shouted, I want to disappear. He did. The bird stayed on.
She then prayed that the bird join the man and transform itself into a human form so they could join in love.
The bird changed into a woman and disappeared. Her wish was granted.
As she looked around the garden now turned into stone. A stone asked: would they come back? They are with me in spirit, they know I love them

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