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How can
I find you,
  with all
this glass
and reflections?

Which one
  are you?

I glimpse a
shadowed
  skin and
thigh
from the cornner
of my
eye,
I turn….

A
left breast
and you’re
  gone.

Are you
  in my head
or
kissable,
with a touch?

  

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