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I wish I could strip my body naked
Of the present's tattered strings,
Holding together the cage separating memories
From the boundless forevers of hallucination.
I wish I could melt into that song,
That smell,
Those words,
That face,
That taste,
That touch,
That could fuse me to a time I wasn't even born to experience.



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