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I hide...
every day.
from hurt,
from love,
from myself.
when my body longs most
to feel your breath,
to share your space,
to be owned by you,
I remind myself
why love cannot be,
why joy is perilous,
why I will never be enough.
the full moon breaks
into a million faceted pieces
and falls from my sky.
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