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reading braille
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my palms have gone
in the wide world
to learn your body
(the face without the blinking\'s outline
lowering the round peaks of shoulders
in arms,
the breasts forgotten in throb
the archingof thigs in hunger
fallen in the knees of pray
rebelling deep in ankles.
in heel\'s conceit
everything flows...)
and when it was
to denounce you to the soul
although he knew about you
for a long time
i was dipping in unreached spaces
to my fingers amazing
stammering.
dislexical, my fingers have read you
here and there.
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