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why no one sees the dinosaur bones
of my exo-self
dwarfing the raers
and their steamscalded cheeks
Maybe I go dancing
Maybe I light incense
Maybe I fuck, et fucked
Nothing is as big inside me
as I am
when I am inside me
When I a
I can run so fast
out of my skin
hty,
flamecushioned and undeniable