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Oct 2014
and we just
floor the peddle
my love-
         (
                  sun falling.
                  into lap
                  all the featherless,
                  birds.
                  repeating­
                  unable
                  to
                  ­burn.
                  so simply
                  away;
         )
René Mutumé
Written by
René Mutumé  London
(London)   
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