Feel me peel myself off
I need this piece of me lifted
I separate the very margin inside
The layer of me that goes on existing
disconnected from my body
Orbiting these spaces I call my turf
Checking each one outside of my hub
Stalking the night
Hissing in silence
Until once again
My heart says it's time
It must glue itself back on
I am entire again
Walking that inch taller
Loving that much more
Seeing what was invisible before
In shapes and colors that renew desire
That help me appreciate the world
More than the time I was divided
So much more to absorb
When I am together
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