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Feb 2020
ring, ring, connecting, connected,
facetime, primetime, your time is my time
and we all sing in tune sometimes.

I went to some time one time,
but got there late
sometimes I do that if the traffic's heavy.

I am
drowning in reflections,
it's raining multiple dimensions here,

and
your call is being transferred to
an unintended consequence
generator.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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