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Purely dependable on a luminescent screen, whose naked now. With out the cloth, remove the skin, that is the changeless truth. The skin underneath our skin. The first layer you peal back, fiddle with, crack, exploit, but once off,  we cradle the soft pink flesh we dually condone. Crawl out from your plastic devices, gnaw at the cords and screws. Self acceptance is a dance you do alone.

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