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Nov 2016
The mirror says that there are two of me
the mirror behind says there's more
the man in between them is split between
three men
and three men go out of the door.

The looking glass tells me that Alice is here
I peer in to look but can't see
the second man takes a look too and
the third man says 'here let me'

It gets crowded but I don't complain
I let one of the three men explain that
it's just a condition like dandruff exploding
and really I'm here on my own

in the looking glass
Alice has still not arrived
and I'm getting worried
I hope she's survived
her adventure.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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