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MR
Poems
Apr 2016
The Truth
I didn't know it was happening. Not until he looked at my arm and asked if I was okay. Replying with a nod, but the tear running down my face and the blood running down my arm told the
truth
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Written by
MR
18/F/Redding, CA
(18/F/Redding, CA)
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