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May 6
I know loss,
Believe me,
I know lows.

While my life now glitters in gold,
I will never forget it's old rusty reds,
Believe me, I know the blows.
Abbott J Hardison
Written by
Abbott J Hardison  14/M/Rochester NY
(14/M/Rochester NY)   
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