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Sep 2019
...and the multitudes went on their separate ways,
that was in the really real olden days

because back then separate was not frowned upon.

I opened a tin of evaporated milk,
it was empty!
and I wondered if that proved
Schroedinger's equation,
which in the thought
proved it did not.

I think I am over here
she knows
I am over there
I know
both of us are right.

which proves something.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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