| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - He turned around to see the older human wrap the younger one up in a loving embrace, even as she held onto her cane with the other hand,You will see her again; there was an angel there to take her Home, you know-I told you, Katherine, that I do not believe in angels or God, Heather sobbed like a wounded child, tears streaming down her face,Mom always talked so much about angels...about how she h
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