I travel with blood
Around the world
To behold my flow
on every bit of it;
I figure all the ways
That I travel with fervor
And devotion
just to behold my flow;
Inquisitive to know;
why my blood inside
me scorching my veins,
endeavoring to grate
them with its flow;
Why I travel around
the World,
why..why and why,
just to behold my flow.
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