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A Glass of blood
you have drained me dry
For I have no liquid in me
My blood on your lips
Does my youth taste that good
With the pain and love
For the ones for I once knew
I can't feel anything
Now I'm Floating in front of you
Can you see me
Or sence me
For I'm free to rome the Earth.

BY ERIN M. OTTO
NOW KNOW AS ERIN M. KEPHART

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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