Four United Arms
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Flowers come out of the leaves,The sun comes out of the shade of the clouds.Love comes out of the veinsIn the form of a heart - art,In the form of the four united arms.I came out of the groundAnd I will return to the graveWithout making a sound.Flames are coming out of my bones,I'm burning now.Rains come out of my eyes,I want to cry.My skin stretches like a blanket over my cells,My fingers are moving now.Please stay with me.
