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Feb 2021
A blue forearm comes out of the void and tugs
at your chin blue skin on yours
Blue naked feet climb out of the void
into where you are
Your eyes fixed on
the incredible sight
and you ask
with all you are:
Are you that reckless
Written by
We  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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   Frances Raeburn
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