the flesh refuses to understand the code of wont's,
like a river it surges taking the route of least resistance
filling every nook, every vacant space of the heart's desire
it is warm, and plump, and always pulsating,
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duo of life...master us to live amongst the inpurities to live upon time.... yah! even the surge of river stand amidst the vigor of the turmoil we take....its poem of resistance to live, wishing to fight...until flesh suffer no pain....thank you Sir...God bless you...a 10 +++++