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Jul 2016
Our life for all its sorrows
thick thorny burning bushes,
bruised and bloodied heartbeats
ripped open with razor heartbreaks
is the only thing we truly own.
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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