blood of my blood

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As I sit here with my heart upon my sleeve. Allowing it to bleed. I mourn the loss of many. But gladly... not you. For as my life passes me by. I seek death nor life. But just to be in the present moment. No judgment,criticism, or lonement. Just in the moment with bliss... with you. Now no longer seeking what to do. For you have come to me in the nick of time. And I hope you find solace in these words of rhyme.

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