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Sep 2017
Listen to the inner me
the one that sits inside
and shouts out
silently,
listen to the other view
the one you hide inside.

But it's like living with your lover
and she's
working undercover,
although
they say your mind's
more like a brother
which is neither
one thing or the other
if you can't hear what
the inner voice is telling you.

Not speaking out of turn,
but the worm will always turn
into the hissing of a snake
don't make my mistake,
one fool is more than
enough.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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