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you wash the blood from your hands
it doesn't feel the same
since you have watched the sky
and soaked your hair in the rain
and the heat climbs on your back
and you've never felt it like that
passing the midnight women
on your way back down
as they climb up the mountain
they're all wearing their gowns
and the heat sits in your hands
on your feet you hardly stand
the sun shines in your eyes
but you still do not know
where the blood comes from
or to where it will flow
and the heat behind your eyes
it burns all through the night
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