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Nov 2021
As ever, forever lasts until our eyes close.
sometimes I blink just to fool it.

sometimes I sit to watch trees grow
pointless is something I know,
but mostly,
I pace up and down in my old
dressing gown and wonder
where did the time go.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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