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"Harriet.
Harry-it.
Hard-hearted harbinger of haggis.
Beautiful.
Bemused.
Bellicose butcher.
Untrust-ing.
Unknow-ing.
Unlov-ed.
He wants you back,
he screamed in the night air
like a fireman going to a window
that has no fire.
Except the passion of his heart.
I am lonely.
It's really hard.
This poem ....... sucks. "

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