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Like a wire-frame doll
I stand before you
and have nothing to hide
have nothing to give…
The light of your skies
passes right trough me,
leaving nothing behind…
In a dream, long lost,
imbued with silence
and linear hope,
that, once, Ill be yours,
I have nothing to lose,
I have nothing to give
but this small token
of wire-frame


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