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Dec 2022
Monday
and I climbed out of a deep sleep
too,

aw well
I'd better rise and put a primer on
and look my best
this day is always long,

maybe it's a punishment
sent to me by some
disgruntled deity
but
probably not.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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