Shame of reality

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Before you see me next time, please undress.
Let me touch your soft skin, let me embrace the truth in you.
I fear that fancy suit you wore, that expensive perfume you used, the Rolex watch on your wrist.
I desire you naked, naked, free, free.
Just you.
The genuine lover.
Before you see me next time, please undress.
There is no shame in nudity, there is no shame in becoming real.

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