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The Blue Jeans I Remember

the blue jeans i remember
after a very cold season
in that coconut farm

tight blue jeans
smelling my swelling
legs
and dirty with saline
taste

unwashed in the corner
of my room
i always see your
warm hands
sliding
inside them

damn blue jeans
spare my sanity!

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