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Aug 2021
I suggested to Billy
that madness
was like a platform game
and that we
were on level one
therefore
we were
harmless,

he looked at me
somewhat
gormlessly
and said,
I disagree,

I hid the knives then
because
now I understand
that you can't tell with
madmen
just how mad they are.
bullseye
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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