1.Body

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Am a body,
I Cover distance,
I fall flat and get scratched by resistant dry air ,
I move when am made to ,
And stop when am made to.
Deformed wrapped and packed in a box.
Where it grows dark
and make friends with the dust .
I am a body that wants to be somebody,
sprayed in glitter of gold
and make sounds loved by other bodies
.
I bruise the ceiling with my unpolished surface
and spoil the air with my new body fragrance

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