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Oct 2019
There is a switch on the control panel,
what channel would you like me to be?

I wear an eye patch, no match for the bandaid
no ****** Lucozade either
give me *** and my mind can run like the wind.

When I'm stuck, don't give a **** until Mother Superior
appears, then it's fear and dread,

once when..
..oh such a long time back
I pulled a muscle in my back
looking back at it
and it wasn't worth it.

can you see how we fit together
as if jigsawed,?
made like a board game
the same as millions of others.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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