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Jan 22
I crawl on my belly
It must be my belly
A creature so low
I remember the words
Through my fault
Through my fault
Through my
Most grievous fault
Hitting my chest
If I could pull
This beating heart
from my chest
And offer it up
To the raven on my shoulder
If I could
Rj
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