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Sunday, July 23, 2017

I only worshipped blood

Family,
O Family,
how narrow was my mind,
how short I laid my sight,
I only worshiped blood my Lord,
a belief I held on tight.

Family,
O family,
how sorely misunderstood
thicker than water I believed,
for I only worshipped blood

but now my life has ended,
and I stand on elysium fields
I look across the lawns kinship
for love has been revealed

my sisters, my brothers,
now washed of all the mud
I regret that I had starved you love
for I only worshiped blood

be it now I embrace you closer,
be it now my love has grown,
be it now I offer thee water,
as if you are my own.

Family
O family



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