It Just Happens
A call from Ray
Never met the man before, well, maybe once long ago, a vision in my head.
Ray is 'new' to the place
Along the river; rocks full of heat and snakes\\
"Can you?"
Sure
"And this?"
Most definitely
and so it is/
He hails from South Africa, kicked out because his skin is white
and now, here he is,
just in time for some interesting conversation.
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