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the beautiful things our body does

Finding his pubic hair In my clothing What is seven years but one of your lifetimes Even the cats have nine Faces that can't choose between a smile or a frown I can assure you my heart is breaking Fortunately the lattice work of scar tissue cradles the pieces together. Eventually they'll knit back, still beating all the while The beautiful things or body does
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