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blood fresh from my arm, blood from your skinned knee. our two names on new paper, the candles lit. the words, everything, all ready to begin. in my mind's eye, i see you, looking up at me...... i blow the candle out; take the paper, tear in into bits. love be thy own free will, or not at all.... so mote it be.