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Déjà vu
small lentils, hardly sensed
in siris pods
out standing
small hipbones
over which the skin is taut
tamarind pods,
enclosing round balls
small breasts, lined up
sometimes two, sometimes three
narrowing
a nipple raised up boldly
glide through my hand
nature
toy
a body
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