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Mar 2019
Does it sometimes feel to you
that there are eleven days in
the week?
if yawning was an Olympic sport
I'd win in the final.

and it's still quite dark
even outside of my heart.

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is this the number that
will define me or just
the carriage I'm in?

I didn't win the lottery?
poor me.

But I look at it this way,
I'm alive and
it'll be the kind of day I
want it to be.

'Make it so'
echoes of Star Trek a
few years ago.

The tube turns into
a troop carrier,
an
army that can't liberate
itself,
the 'dawn patrol'
under somebody
else's control.

Are you getting this ?

we're walking our way
into less and less pay
for more and more work.

We'll all be begging soon.
except for the idle rich,
that'd be too much like
work for them.

I am not Isherwood,
but I can be a camera,

I think she's trying to hide
what do you think?

I think thinking should be
tax deductible.
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John Edward Smallshaw
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