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Dec 2018
Everything crumbled away
the evening before and
Christmas Day went back
in the closet .

Nothing holds fast and
nothing will last
so you've got to take minutes
and process into pictures the
memories before they are lost

Santa is not getting thinner ,
too many mince pies
the guy's on a winner

But I'm plum duff and so lucky
that somebody loves me
the best present that I've
ever had.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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