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Jan 2015
It wasn't quite when we haven't yet met
but then.
And when then becomes now
somewhere here and somehow
there you will be
looking over my shoulder.

Should I get older before then, when
we haven't yet met,
get me a coffee
I'm on my way.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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