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low fat poetry by chi.

nevermind

the nights
the slides against
the moves away from
nonchalance
towards absence

i've been waiting all night for you
this is everything
you are belief
you are salvation

I am flesh, bound
until you untie me
--- Wednesday, June 06, 2007
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