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There’s a world I know, of which I take care.

When a part of it breaks, I must go there.

Without me, drops of red flow till death.

I take my time in coming; don’t hold your breath.

But, I’ll keep my world tight and closed in.

If it spills out, what’s the point of having skin?

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