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Nov 2015
Time is the lizard that licks its own teeth and flicks out its tongue and
time runs away faster than you can say, 'hold it'

60 seconds a minute and every man is tied to it.
I am not on my own.

I was here in no mans land, no one to guide me or to hold my hand and I strayed.

I became an atomic array of lights and the clock struck and struck and I became exact to several hundred decimal places and the forlorn faces of so many grandfather clock cases where time ran into me and each second could only be
secondary.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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