Contrails

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As she raked her fingers across the sky, she imagined the contrails were the scars she left in heaven when she asked her angel to take her pain away. From her humble perch the scars were beautiful accomplishments on a scale she never imagined she could touch. They were in God’s hands now.

 

P.Ciavardone

 

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