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Apr 2020
Chimneys like sentries watching aerials on duty as the River Lea catches the tide at Bow Creek,

and now we're all super cameras with eyes on the rooftops, the bus stops, the cop shops and the 'wooden tops', but we don't call cops by that name anymore,

don't do no wrong if you can't do no right
a motto to live by and a lot more to die for.

keep safe.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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