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Mar 2020
Eventually,
the sun goes down
even here
in lockdown town,

I watch as the night builds
its ogres
then snuggle down
in lockdown town,

No sleep,
though my eyes close my
mind opens and
my breathing is slow as if
saving itself for the morning.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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