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Mar 2013
You watch a mother dog groom her pups
and finally get something
about contact
you can choose
the smell
her touch
or her peace
and the way
she doesn’t notice
you.
René Mutumé
Written by
René Mutumé  London
(London)   
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   Marsha Singh
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