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You’re my fear, I realised
as if a star had burst alive before me
and dispelled the confusion casing my days.
The vague question of why
I would want you or need you in my life
or sensate with thrill knowing you were made for me.
Yes, you had fit perfectly
around the back of my neck
holding my waist, coating my legs.
I have my skin, and all within
functions in full health
when I allow it to.
I can’t believe I could have risked all I have
for you.
I may still be afraid, but I won’t let you seduce me anymore.
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