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By a Sickbed, a Poem

Posted on July 31, 2015 by taurusingemini

When your loved one gets sick, translated… I would truthfully swear Of my willingness to juice up my own life then, send it into the drip that Connects to my father’s veins But, the Buddha was so silent, wouldn’t do … Continue reading →

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