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Mar 2016
Blood is what connects us all
So why do we make each other fall
Blood is life
Even in the middle of all our strife
Blood is pain
That is why some of us let it drain
Blood is death
It spills out, with our last breath
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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