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Alexandra Howry HNo matter how happy or sad There is always a heart. Most people grow up knowing the heart as a simple shape Dimpled at the top, Then loops out to come back to a Perfect V.
Then, You grow up. You learn up. It's a complex operation The center of appreciation.
Part of everything Always pumping, never stopping Bringing life to something Making it someone There are so many someones.
All beating, all breathing, All being All loving.
But still a Perfect V.
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[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]
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