I’m hungry for
sights
I’ve never experienced.
I can blindly line their curves
hear taste desires
rest in their comfort.
When I line them next to familiar ones
they feed each other,
and bring them closer.
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I’m hungry for
sights
I’ve never experienced.
I can blindly line their curves
hear taste desires
rest in their comfort.
When I line them next to familiar ones
they feed each other,
and bring them closer.
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