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Aug 2019
We can pick peonies until the cows come home.

nothing can grow unless you first let it go,
but there's some have to hold on
I
think they've got gold on
their minds.

The forty-niners,
now
they were miners
and some were minors who
looked into mirrors
and saw themselves growing old.

The flowers look nice, dear.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)   
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   delilah
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