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| A Red So True |
| Blood runs like ink from a pen staining all that it comes to touch tells a tale of pain of love and hate a warmth so soothing as it releases washing away memories and words that brought it to air a red so true beauty brought by pain a wound cut deep by one who cared or should have blood runs like a river to sea finding a end to its course of life. Amanda Tapp |
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