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i watch your beautiful handscrumple and bunch the piss-stained bedcoverin angerand i feel deceived by themi wait with breath-held longingto be absent-mindedly searched forbut only silent drynessi see your beautiful handsintimately, and elegantly fondlingthe rigid spine and submissive life-pages of others