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On the night of my 16th winter I found within me a heart that withered Like a plum purple grape Left out in the sun on a gold plate
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
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On the night of my 16th winter I found within me a heart that withered Like a plum purple grape Left out in the sun on a gold plate
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
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