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Jun 2018
It's a trap
albeit a sun one
and I'm getting
captured.

Earlier
I fell into the deck chair
which just happened to be where
I wanted it to be,
I also wanted the sea
but not many of those
in London.

Earlier fell away into
the afternoon where I lay
exhausted.

She came on the ship for me
took me home and made me tea
I'm not sure how the ship got to me
but sure it wasn't by sea.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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