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Mar 2022
Wouldn't you be annoyed if you couldn't spot the asteroid when they're telling you that it's at least a mile wide?

I'd be fuming, swearing at the moon in the most colourful choice of words, all too late when it touches down, annihilates the entire town and no developers left to shake their heads and frown,

thinking that's the plus side
the asteroid should be five miles wide.

it's coming and they know it
in Macclesfield, they don't show it,
but they watch the skies
all the same.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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