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the sea in his blood

is unrelenting

waves crashing down again

and again until

breath becomes unbearable


war raging in veins

battling for oxygen

tossing and turning

like boats in the middle of

the ocean with no anchor


the need for another's

blood to cover broken chains

lifesaving transfusions

let new rivers run


but he reaches towards

the surface where light

pushes back the dark


vessels carry cells

living day by day

harboring within

the meaning of


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