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Oct 2015
**** and blast time goes so fast,
can't keep up with the clock.
I used to rock with the robin,
now I just put my teeth in
**** and flamin' blast.

The coffee's hot, but I am not
I cooled down years ago.

Ain't fooled around
ain't messed about
can't remember the good nights out
**** and flippin' **** again
blast it, blast it
I might be past it
or I
might not.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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