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Blood of My Blood — Flesh of My Flesh

That awesome red sticky stuff running through our veins.

The juice of everything we be doesn’t even know our names.

Yes, the goop tells us women or man but it might take our noodle a while to understand. So concerning is the issue too many accept and commit to separate because of shade, a belief, or how much bacon is kept and spent.

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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Greg Prince

Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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