DKP

This one's for all my homies, this one is for you.  You know who you are.

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DKP

I can't explain joy,
That is mine.
Unprecipitated salt
Exceeds fleshy boundaries
Over this.

My pride and joy.

The ability to quit
What seemed like,
The only hope
At the time,
Took an unleashed will.
Letting go of my closest forsaken,
Bandage me please!

It was there all along.

Road signs don't grow like trees.
They grow like books,
In the hands of an author
That steers and directs
To purposeful, point and placement.

So with a broken heart,
That seems absolutely unnecessary to you,
I really.
I really, really mean it
When I say,
"I finally absolve my DKP."
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