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Mar 2017
When it comes to it
I'm not even aware of it
but I swear that it's
aware of me.

When I close my eyes and
count to ten
I can see yesterday
quite near to me
quite clearly,
I think
if I counted beyond ten
something might happen then
and I might not like it.

I'm three points off a starboard bow
true
but I don't know how and
when it comes to it
I'm not really aware of it


I try to scratch a living out
before giving out
what's that about?
see
I'm not aware
at all.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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