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Nov 2016
No escape
either love or
we hate.

It's all so nice and clean and bright
they've even tarted up the night
how wonderful it is to be
a part of this

I'm going to do my best for them
pay off my debts to faceless men
work my life in penury
a part of this

and just before I die
I'll really
really try
to clock off

wouldn't want the miserable ***** to pay me overtime when my time's done
would I?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  65/Here and now
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