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May 2016
There is this
this
this place
in every heart
where
where the blood flows in
in mine
before it flows back out
to the rest of me
it picks up bits of you
and you are precipitated
in every fibre

yes
right there
just
stab me right there
Opener
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Opener  The Netherlands
(The Netherlands)   
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