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At a young age,

A grown-ups' heart grew within an innocent child.


Tattering and tittering from the loose, bright blue strands of a line,

A line called,"hope."


A scared child with an enthusiastic view on life,

Held a far greater and deeper understanding of love.

A curious question, a simple one, to a friend.


Batted by words, a single strand of the line went flying.

Another went flying. A burden on the child's heart -



An impossible mend should have came sooner.

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