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Jan 2020
Have me when I am most free
The state which all minds dare wander
And not think of itself as unwanted
But a tranquil traveler of solitary.
To be wanted means to fear
of change, of the world's uncertainty,
to be unafraid was an ultimate form of purity.

I am myself,
I am us,
us, but all about our own reflection.
When we rip those fruit out we may
help each other but when we
taste that swelling flesh,
one to one's own pleasure.
I am not to please you more
than you please me
and you shall see yourself
as separated.

So be excited,
If sometimes I send you a letter
or strip out of my usual habitat,
the extreme independency
tear some curtain down,
While remarking,
"For your eyes only."
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