my body belongs to me
yet it whispers too loud in hot and cold phrases
but he is raging at the storm he is in
when all he needs is to step out of the storm in phases
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Julie Boynewriter / photographer
Julie Boynemy body belongs to me
yet it whispers too loud in hot and cold phrases
but he is raging at the storm he is in
when all he needs is to step out of the storm in phases