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Dec 2019
No one wants to hear this
the last farewell
the final kiss,
it's as if
you don't really care,

well
walk my boots
'cause I don't give two hoots,
you'll fukin listen anyway.

There is no enterprise
no **** me look starship up
in the skies,
we
are on our own.

Heading down the
escalator
into the mouth
of a rabid alligator
but
no one wants to hear that,
do they?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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