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the caution in his eyes calls to mind

the reflection of a sunrise

in a jobcentre window at the end

of a closed down high street.

there’s a once-bittenness to him,

his friendliness diluted by past brush-offs,

to an arm’s length variety.

he’s wary as a rescue dog

kicked in a past life

of cold steel-tipped brutality.

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