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Oct 2020
A time lapse perhaps,
the stuff of science fiction?

Sunday's waiting out there
with me in the crosshairs,

jemand rettet mich vor der
Sonntagspredigt,
written like that because
I googled German.

They're lighting bonfires up
in the Shires,
they're all on the witch hunt
tonight.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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