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Seasoning

I turned to look back one last time
Falling to pieces like biblical salt
But not from shame or guilt

Sprinkle my bones upon your path
They will remain to guide your way

Is the blessing the last kiss between us
That is what we will remember of time
The beginning and the end, is it the same?

Sprinkle my flesh upon the waters
By the power of my sweat you heal

Was it a glancing chance at a holy union
Were we made for the crumbling of my soul
If it is ready for you will you ensure its fate?

Sprinkle my blood upon your bosom
So that my love will dry upon your skin

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