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I twitch in my sleep
When I think about
Impossibilities
Like how your pelvis
Is the only sanctuary
That makes me
Speak in tongues
Or how smooth your
Skin churns against
My chin
Can we hold hands and
Stare at stars
On the hood of my car
I whispered to your
Nightly soul
And asked it to slay
Dragons
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