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New tattoos

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Dear Mom, 
you always say to have respect. 
But you don't understand, admiring 
beauty is something I've already come to
accept. 
And when I go searching, I'm not 
looking for a lusting view. 
I just want someone pretty, to cover 
the wall the way an arm welcomes new 
tattoos. 

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