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Building
Site
In
around the foetal building site
Homes in wombs of mud
Gestation to new breathing blood
Of familiar in flit and flight
Vulnerable
the fields behind the fences
Limbs next door to gout
We fade and wane with passing events
That usher us indignantly out
Of a life we rent and never own
Lease of flesh, breath, blood, bone
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