When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunri — Angela M. Hudson
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When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunrise we once saw to be beautiful.

— Angela M. Hudson
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