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Sep 2020
I've looked up having just
stepped out and the sky
is blue and suddenly holds me
out of wherever i had been
out of everything yet arms down
I yield skin to heat shut eyes to light
artery red warm light filters in
fragmenting in my appreciation
either side some dancing onΒ Β 
seems to have been called for
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
  85
   Frances Raeburn
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