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The wailings of stitches tearing
Of light and half-light fabrics
Has bidden me shamed in my nakedness
But in the shadows I touch the tatters-
- the texture and feel
the plain silk of your skin,
the rough blanket kiss of your embrace.

The conscious shape reality.

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