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Apr 2019
I've been broken since the beginning.
Like a seed you found in the trash,
and planted in a dark room.
Deprived the warmth of a mother, like the sun
and sprinkled with attention like water.
I was put into the hands of someone,
with black thumbs.
Denied the fight denied the chance,
dead at first glance.
Darian Marie Dalton
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Darian Marie Dalton  18/F
(18/F)   
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     Timothy
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