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Dec 2014
In the time that it takes to forget you
there is more than enough time to bill you
for the fortune in time that I wasted
before the man in his own time had
tasted
defeat.

No actions you take can defend you
for the treachery and innuendo
but the hands of the clock knock back time
and reach out to slap you
as the hours drift dreamily by.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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