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Aug 2019
Got away just in time to get crushed in the rush at ten forty nine on the Central line,
can't breathe in this place and certainly not when she's got her elbow jammed against my face,
it's a recipe most definitely, but I'm not sure for what,
the only thing I'm sure of is,
' that it ain't arf hot '.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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