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Mar 2022
People looking out from windows, leaving their shadows hanging on the gallows, they can take my place for me,

they are
nosy little tykes
shall
I'll sing for them
or swing for them?
hmm
definitely swing for them,

worse things happen at sea
or is that just me
wishing?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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