preamble

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my preamble is abused
fleeing kisses
scanned curves
bones and chests
footprints of grope
guilts, voids
uncovered and uncaught

my preamble is scared
the beginning
warp of a web
infancy

my preamble is hyper
hyper autonomous
hyper maniac

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