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Think you
see faces in me?
It's a
front
only, I crawl,
shapeshift, blah blah,
blah rain.
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Desire, nervousness and your power, in even your slightest look, I find it so addicting, harboring transformative impossibilities.Is this, I wonder, all that can really happen — wishing, dreaming? Consuming, I can't leave or lose it, not knowing, can't stop thinking…
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