His blood is red for the sins of the dead
When his blood flowed
Their sin turned white as snow
For the living I say is true,
His blood also flowed for you
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Center your mind Block out the noise Inner peace Seek it Grasp it Hold on to it Don't go nuts
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