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Apr 2015
If you touch me, I may

Shatter

The wind can knock me down

Your words will tear my

Flesh

Yet I won't make a sound

So darling, caress me

Gently

and beware of broken skin

For the pieces that you see
are where you must begin
Detached Dreamer
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Detached Dreamer
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