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Aug 2019
What was the slip?
the hop and skip
the trip
or
just a blip on the radar?

How far did it go
was I there
do I know?

She,
told me later.

I drank lemonade
but it was Scheherezade
who drank me in

I tried to begin
again,
the paIn
stopped me.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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   Peter Balkus
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