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Feb 2014
Strips me of my pain
Infuses pain with serenity
Drains the curse
Off my veins
Drives the demons
Out of my mind

But what happens
When each cut no longer
Purifies?
??
purple orchid
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purple orchid  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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