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You drew me small, puny, easy to manoeuvre
now I glide, slip
You whispered me blurred, reticent
now, hold your finger over my lips
I don't know
Do you think I got respons?
It was an uncontrollable blast
I blew your finger up
screamed you smaller than me
For a moment
I could step on you
You were dumb with astonishment
Still...
I need forever to prepare
©
mLi
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