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Mar 2020
Yeah I know
what begins with a W and ends in a why the hell does it bother me, I feel like it's
halfway through the day and it's only 5am.

But today is different
something's different anyway,

perhaps it's my rebreather
maybe it's narcosis

or the dreaded virus that we've
heard so much about.

I think the prime minister said we're safer now that he's to be a father,
so I'm heading off to hide somewhere
away from London and its tinted hair or tainted air
anywhere that doesn't begin with a W.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Melanii
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