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I want you to want me. I need you to need me.
May 11, 2006 21:00
Every muscle struggles to find
its definite place. You,
standing next to the orange tree,
the summer sun beating everything
into the same motionless blur.
We come so we can rest.
We work for what we mean
with only our bodies.
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