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i reside
outside your
door as a
reeling devout
to loose ends

until i lose
skin
perhaps absolve
me, absolve
yourself is
fair
but my fare
is but brutal
and you are not
here
strip the beauty
away from
romance

i will take
up
the hike
and swell of
your favor

come out as
you are
absolute 
without any
eye to
storms

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