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Aug 2019
Willesden Green?
never been
don't know where it is
and this train
terminates there

something new every day.

The several stations beyond
the green seem to have
dropped off the map.

I nearly dropped off to sleep,
but my ears were hanging on
to every word being said.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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