.Rhyming for more than an, "Oh, that's nice"
I leave my soul on these lines
It's my blood my life
I give it to you unpasteurised and unadorned
You hear it whole
But it was suffering that gave it form
And thus produced in candour>I must refuse to pander>Though my self like all .
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