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Dec 2021
Two eyes, πŸ‘€ see the world for what is,
two handsβœ‹ to pray on bent knees.
Flesh of flesh, blood of my blood,
all those down to earth, raised from mud.

One mouth, πŸ‘„ speaks of my worth,
scent of desire tickles my nose.πŸ‘ƒ
Flesh of flesh, blood of my blood,
flow of words, will be like a flood.

Two feet, πŸ‘£ lead to where I'm meant to be,
one mindΒ Β to unlock knowledge is key. πŸ”‘
Flesh of flesh, blood of my blood,
guilt tripping yourself, it's never been judged.

One soul, spirit full of vigour,πŸ”₯
one heart ❀ filled to brim of a caregiver.
Flesh of flesh, blood of my blood,
how we were created, knowing we're loved.

We're the images of God.✨
Odd Odyssey Poet
Written by
Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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   David R
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