I am a moment you tell,
Not a story you
Experience as a spell.
This makes me truer,
Becoming not me at all.
The x wants what exes want,
To redact the director.
I am not your need.
I am apostate desire's
Last postulate: to be self,
To be aware of wanting
What may be possible, rare,
What can never be.
I dream of you holding me.
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