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Streaking

These pair of jeans don't fit round me,

clenching calves deceitfully,

determined to compress on me,

exhaustively I slice the seams.

Privacy, there is no need,

take my clothes let my skin breathe.

Filled with self integrity,

my freedom is my ******

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christopher-rossi

American

Published: Jun 17, 2010
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