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Jan 2015
On the street edgings
spring
pharmacists,
fledglings,
peddling their wares and
nobody cares.

More people are done by drugs people have done
and it's not any fun
anymore.

I leave them alone now and get
by without them,
somehow
life seems a
lot better.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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