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Feb 2010
Our hearts on strands of pewter
Dangling from the sky
And like cats playing with ***** of yarn,
We bat at and play with each other's hearts
And though sometimes unintentionally,
Sometimes our hearts get cut.
Written by
Serena Jungers
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