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She stopped breathing.
Her eyes were flooded with tears.
Before she realized what was happening, her feet were racing beneath her.
Many people were in the halls that day. Some didn’t even notice her passing, but rather, kept on with their little lives. Others saw her but didn’t really “see” her. To them, she was just an interruption, a blur passing by. There were those who truly saw her and felt sorry for her. Seeing her tears, they wondered what could be wrong with her, but never did they attempt to find out.
At this point she was outside. Unable to see through her tears, she didn’t notice that everyone was herding to refuge from the rain. She tripped over something and fell to her knees.
She paused.
For the first time, she took a breath.
She raised her head to the showering heavens and lifted her palms.
With her eyes shut, she slowly, but very clearly, smiled.
The Comforter met with her there that day.
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