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Jan 2015
i feel naked
entirely and all over
despite how modest my clothes are
it feels as if theyd been torn open
and off my body
as i drape on layers and layers of myself
i still shake from the hands underneath
and the breath that trickled down my neck
it happens again and again
just the same as before
without warning
and unwelcomed
Benjamin
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