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mistake me not
wher gentle
kindleds
and tender wishes arise
no not of kindness
or the many
beautifuls
that spiral
a seeker of hunger
and thirsty for
mouthfuls
the moon crescent
in my veins
red pretty n cesspools
ignore thee of
thy ways
ask not of thy name
or the color
of my eyes
" and the Lord said to Cain where
is Abel your brother "
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© thebluesun
wher gentle
kindleds
and tender wishes arise
no not of kindness
or the many
beautifuls
that spiral
a seeker of hunger
and thirsty for
mouthfuls
the moon crescent
in my veins
red pretty n cesspools
ignore thee of
thy ways
ask not of thy name
or the color
of my eyes
" and the Lord said to Cain where
is Abel your brother "
0 reasons 1purpose
© thebluesun
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