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From that day forward
He made me a better person
To suit his personal needs

All the while making me
My worst enemy

I thought my life was rich
And overflowing with love

But he was friends with robbers
And I became poor

I suffered more
My health in the gutter
Waiting the cure
He said he would find me

When one day he shot me
Right in the heart

The words rolled off his tongue
“Until death do us part.”

"Soul of my soul of the soul of a hundred universes,
be water in this now-river, so jasmine flowers
will lift on the brim, and someone far off
can notice the flower-colors and know
there's water here."

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