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10h
She shed a tear into the barren earth.
I watched it sprout, snow white.
Blinding,
She saw it,
Stopped crying.
Now there's a white flower,
In the dry cracked earth.
Cry your heart out,
It'll be better soon.
The origin of the bleeding heart, the first one was white as moonlight.
Abbott J Hardison
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Abbott J Hardison  14/M/Rochester NY
(14/M/Rochester NY)   
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       Zeno, Lostling, Aditya Roy and zoe
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