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Oct 2014
Fox
I sat where the bums fought in the summer
the concrete of the bench had energy at 3am
there was air pouring from an animal,
and beside me sat a fox

Close to me, it looked ahead
and into the haze we were not fixed
but sat drinking for a while
I smoked beside you.
René Mutumé
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René Mutumé  London
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