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Feb 2013
Morning arrives..
..through the night I survived on data streams.
The dreaming in unconscious thought.
And along that super highway I have bought another day.

Somewhere in the thick of it..becoming sick of it..
..I tried to close it down and failed.
Not jailed or free..my thinking's taking over me
I shall be standing by to see
What comes next.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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