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Jul 2018
There is an ocean in this scrapyard
that is laughingly called me
and I'm wading through this fractured hulk
somewhere all at sea,
but even junkyards have their uses
though they're difficult to find,
I have lots of time to waste and
really,
no really 
I don't mind.

A souvenir shop by a cafe
who would place it there?
another laugh and that's
the way it's going to be,
somewhere in the scrapyard
always all at sea.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
180
   Keith Wilson
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