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May 2015
..or maybe not,
I've still got a little time to make some time to get to work on time and everything will then be fine,
just time enough to get my stuff together, but looking at the weather vane
I see it's pointing to Insane
or maybe not.

I'll have a spot of tea and consider what time means to me and if it means that much
I'll get in touch with my inner child, the wilder one, the one that everyone had thought was gone, the weather vane says five past two, I knew it was insane,
or maybe not.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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