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Dec 2018
It rained today.
Not water, not just rain.
It rained bullets;
f l y i n g through the air.
The grass was dotted with red.
Not beautiful roses;
but with hearts that bled.
The sky was filled with stars.
Not ones that shine;
but ones that leave scars
Masha Yurkevich
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Masha Yurkevich  19/F/Playing the piano...
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