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Jan 2016
Made.
With my bones I made a shield,
With my tongue I made a knife,
With my finger I made a prosecutor,
With my hand I made a friend.

But my heart I have yet to mend.
Rhiannon
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Rhiannon  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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