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Nov 2019
It's dark for a reason,
no one wants to see
when the night becomes
a succubus
making out with me,

daylight defends me
against that which would
drain me.

I'm going to go now
to show how
fine the line can be.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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