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Apr 2019
Just look at how they leave me
with no WIfI OR TV
and with no food
to feed me
I think I might starve.

Until Zen
I shall bleed a bit
and then
when they come home
they'll moan about the mess.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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