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I told him MAG
  Yesterday I spilled my guts out to an invisible god,
  And left him to do the untangling,
  Left him to purge me of my spiderweb wrinkles.
  I told him to make me young
  And rid me of my prejudices.
  Lace me with childlike euphoria,
  Stitch the canyons in my forehead.
  Yesterday I poured my muscles into an all-knowing god,
  And left him to do the tweaking,
  Left him to strip them off my crevassed bones.
I told him to make me young.

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