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Perhaps you loved me
when I was a shrouded thing
just out of your reach
or
a song you weren't expecting to discover
at a place you'd never been to before.

And now
that I am a naked thing
before you
or
a song that somehow plays wherever you go
(the car, the gym, the elevator)
you find that I am
far too much
and far too loud
for your aesthetic sensibilities.