Silent Stages
Darkened Night
My Soul
I Just Might Find
Through The Tears
They Stream
Streaking My Face
Glistening
Fears Surface
Moving
Among Whispering Lips
Into The Wind
They Disappear
A Shuddered Sigh
One Last Tear
Takes Flight
Smoke Out The Fog
Cleansing
Leaving Behind
Nothing’s Wrong
Alexandria's Writings 
I agree with the above post. Personally I cannot understand why you would not want to make an effort in this regard anyway. Only the other day, at work we had exactly the same conversation and came to a similar decision
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