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Nov 2020
We can’t be lovers
We can’t quite be friends
We just flaunt around
Enemies
instead
dressed  up
like clowns
prancing about
dancing
endlessly
effortlessly
entertainingly
betraying
Challanging
the braying
crowd.
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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