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Naked to the World 2
The night was
Smoking
Me out
From the corners
Of my identity
And I was
Hanging
Just by thoughts
About who
We were
Protecting
Behind
Someone else’s
Mask;
Riding
The harlots
Of my mind-
Enabling
Free
Expression.
Smoking
Me out
From the corners
Of my identity
And I was
Hanging
Just by thoughts
About who
We were
Protecting
Behind
Someone else’s
Mask;
Riding
The harlots
Of my mind-
Enabling
Free
Expression.
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