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Sep 2021
Bronze silver and old medals.
Officially worn out
and I'm
dog tired but still wired
to the terminals,

my eyes are watering
my hair is thinning
I think that time is
winning this war.

But
I'm not going to throw in the towel just yet
and in case
I forget,

I didn't pass go just to go and meet my maker
I am still in the game and ready to take a
long hard look at myself.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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