I have arrived into another turn of the wheel
This day is the end of July the last day July
A month tainted with the blood of David
David King my dead brother of quietness
On a country road on the first day of July
You died you died on my birthday month
my sweet angel quiet mouthed one dear
I never want to celebrate my birthday now
I understand why you died on my birthday
My sweet dear kind adorable adorable one
Monday, July 31, 2017
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