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4d
"The poor thing"
devoid of all needs  you are exposed,  
Like a mute begger.
They walk on by  not knowing, 
The sensation of exposure  
the burn of the sun  (Or eyes)  
You squirm from my touch.  
I can identify,  
I hope a similar kindness returns me to some cool wet grass.
Laura Parsley
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Laura Parsley
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