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Jan 2022
Neigh
There is nothing bad
between us now  
all the bad has
been spilled from us
upon this  floor
gathered up
and flown away
by birds of prey
leaving us
lightheaded
and wanting
neigh
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
74
   My Dear Poet
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