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May 2022
I put it down to the blackouts
this suspicion that we're all in a war
I've tried to stop popping the blue pills
but now I need to go pop me some more.

it's depressing, and distressing when you're dressing the stage
and the scenery is not all that good and the management?Β Β they're all ******* morons who can't see the trees for the wood.

What do I care,
I'm only one of the extras
one of the one percent free,
a ghost in this production
and not one ******* line for me.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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