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I long for your hand
reaching out to you
in your solitary time

it feels right to exchange
tenderness as rare
a garment today

everyone wearing
passion, jealousy, envy
claiming to feel

alive consumed indeed
that common look
wearing everything out

underwear outerwear
deeds feelings selfies
very little left beneath

simply I reach out
to your hand let it be
all with all its significance

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