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i saw your face
grip my neck
choking me

making my sins
crawl out
of my throat

i couldn't breathe
but you were
purifying me

you detoxified
my lungs
from my distress

and left me unmoving
on the cold
concrete ground

and my newfound purity
made flowers grow
around my violet body

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