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Aug 28
To the flesh,  
let it cut,  
press our palms together,  
and in that mingling
of red iron and DNA,
we are family.
RMatheson
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RMatheson  Beating tired bones
(Beating tired bones)   
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   Khoisan and Gabbro
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