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I am thirsty for you
swimming inside you
like a fish
wouldn't be enough

I need more than that

we need to go to the blacksmith
and be liquefied
to amalgamation
the white heat
which forges neither discriminates
nor admits resistance

hear what I am saying right now
hear it and jump in with me

staying out in this cold
only keeps us solid and separate



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