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Our Blood

If our blood were to be happiness,
I would choose to be the heart itself,
I would clone myself to be an artery as well.

If blood equated happiness,
I would choose to be an O+ being,
I would want to be a general donor.

Why?!
I derive joy in selflessness
It leaves me after the act:
Full of happiness.

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