Each night, I knelt on a marble slaband scrubbed at the blood.I scrubbed for years and still it was there.But tonight the bones in my feetbegin to burn. I stand upand start walking, and the slabappears under my feet with each step,a white road only as long as your body.
-Gregory Orr
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