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Nov 2016
it's that time
not long after nine
when the lights dim
and him
(that'd be me)
asks her
( that's She)

would you like a cup of tea
or something?
she laughs
I bring the tea.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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