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Feb 2013
I don't want to hurt you,
I just want to see what's inside

Pulsing, spinning, alive as the wind
Grinning as I explore the confines

They say you move like angels;
these doors must be closed

It's not going to hurt you,
you're only exposed.
Vincent Gandsey
Written by
Vincent Gandsey  Minnesota.
(Minnesota.)   
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