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Sep 2018
Your body is a sanctuary

I look at you and
I see the places you have gone

Your body is a spaceship

What textures have traveled beneath your fingertips?
What sights have you seen?

I worship at your temple
Bless me with yourself
Renee
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Renee  24/F/U.S.
(24/F/U.S.)   
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