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Nov 2018
I can't tell what time it is
the clock has stopped
and it's dark outside

So
it could be midnight
just before first light or
half way through,
if
I had some candle light
I might see.

The radio conked out
and
after listening to the crap
that was put out
I'd be zonked out
too.

please message me
with the time
if you have the time,

I never did.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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