Minds Pleasure

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2006 Poetry

There's a place

we go to run away

and feel

the friendships there.

It just takes seconds

to leave reality

finding ourselves

in this warmth.

Joking and flirting

with those we meet,

they returning in kind

late into the night.

It?s all about

pleasuring our minds

in a sort of

mental masturbation.

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