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Sep 2021
Blood of my blood
Prints in the sand
Red it has fallen
From where we now stand

Breath of my lungs
Exhale and lay
The sorrows have yet to pass

The tears that were shed
Have left for the dead
To the end of the day at last

Blood of my blood
Born of my name
Rebel all you like
And see we are same

Plan your escape
Use whispers and lies
Understand I see through your eyes

Daughter and son
The door to life is through pain
So blood of my blood
Wash yourself in the rain
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
(22/FTM/aurora colorado)   
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     SUDHANSHU KUMAR, Imran Islam, --- and Wyatt
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