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I will take off my
clothes and slip
into my skin.
I will take off my
glasses and put
on my eyes.
I will dance slow
and wonder at
you, frantic with
your lust and
dollar bills.

Your money will
shake as your
eyes follow me
and you will
lose yourself
when the window
goes down.


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