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i'd settle for an inch of myself
a bit of skin, roped off for crowd control
perhaps a small sign that says please
and maybe it could contain that one freckle?
no? but it reminds me of my mother.
please?
i bought a million-dollar deed for the freckle
i wrote a thousand page book of paperwork for the freckle
i asked one man, and another, and another
in the meantime,
you close your eyes at night because the armed guards wear blue
you hold your freckle in your fist
and you worry it smooth
while your ovaries search you from the inside out
on day, the freckle is gone, and everyone tells you it was never there
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Lord Byron Silverhand
Blush! You deserve a million kudos!