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Hope my final sigh is Relief
Written: March 31st, 2024 for Matt Caliri Coagulation Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Finally, my blood began to coagulate; I am initially concerned over poor fate, Right away, I would lose a lot of blood. Rich red hues wisely swing to warm tunes, Every one of my atoms is as yours in pure gold, When I xerox a warm lawn, I lie down and loiter. Oh, what a tangled-up issue I had, When I failed to tie a necessary knot, But I need avail knotting a loop, No one knew how to tie the exact knot I sought! I hope my last breath is a grateful sigh There's tightness in the core of my spine, A knot bound with vibrant fuchsia rope, That I've never managed to sort out. A few nodded and hid my anxious gaze, Some have enjoyed tightening it, Skilled seafarers with stunning ties, It allows a Full ship of pain and anguish. Unrestful, between, Dawn-to-dusk scars Torn glimpses ooze riddles, Flashes of a vacuum, Thorny puzzle to soak, To a soiled hook as hefty as my body,  Surrounded by bitter words and nails, Untying harsh knots was never desired. No one pulled an anger rope to set it free, My sigh was not pulled out carelessly, Longtime guarding in my throat, Nobody has freed me.
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