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Mar 2017
now these cuts aren't on the wrist
but on the ankles, feet, and heart
i wish that we had a softer dancing place
but when you love someone so much
you're willing to get cut and hurt
to dance on thorns in order to be there, with them
and even though it's painful, love is what we live
and honey let me tell you just how much love I can give.
Olivia A Keaton
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Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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