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Apr 2019
A naked man stood in front of me.

He wasn't naked in the way I needed him to be.

I saw everything and I saw nothing.

I felt everything and I felt nothing.

I touched everything and I touched nothing.

We used protection but I was unprotected.

The bond of my mind and body neglected.

My body is satisfied while my mind is infected.

I tell myself "no more", lest I regret it.
Eva
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