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Initially you were fragrance Wind used to give me your address Then you became a name Streets were known by your footsteps Then you became eyes It penetrated my days so badly, That I had to bury my time Then…you became a face…and then breasts… And this expedition cost me my innocence And before I could have find a trail A dense jungle swallowed me. Now you become, home of a naked tribal man And whenever people shout your name I become aware of my nakedness.

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