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We clickTo make the redGo away.It does.Attaches itselfTo us.We becomeA quivering minefield.Do not touch.We will disintegrate.Take you downWith us.***Memory of being stillWhile being heldSuccessfully erasedFrom disk***First published in Peacock Journal, M

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