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leaps soft arms and strong shoulders wrapping me up from behind fingertips rough from strings skin smelling faintly of chlorine all of the safety the world has to offer me shaken from the ice in a gin & tonic beaten out of rainy nights on sidewalks jingled from keyrings or zipped up my calves of all these things none so complete a modern mosaic of tiles taken from these of all

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