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Dec 2011
the Door
                     is
a lie

one we
               accept
as readily
                   as
the inability to climb
through
               any window
we choose

privacy is

mind
        over
matter
                      not
                                 matter
                   blocking
                                 mind

thoughts, not privy to peeking eyes
bodies, in full view of an
                                                                                        entranced
                                                                                        unknown
                                                                                        audience
Ben
Written by
Ben  in my mind
(in my mind)   
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