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Dec 2015
Blood is thicker than water you say
Where was blood when I cried
Blood to me only ran away
turned their back or died.

Blood is selfish, takes and takes
Water cleanses my soul
Blood to me is just a name
Love is the goal.

What is love you might ask?
Love is feeling warm
Love's what I like to call
My family, my home
Clodagh O'Sullivan
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