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Sep 2019
There is only me
picking up acorns
from
under the oak tree,
just me
keeping an eye on the weather,

it looks like it might rain.
I look like I might cry,
but appearances
like performances
are subject to
cancellation.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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