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Jul 2022
Gyroscopes and string.

Although daylight here comes in a bit later
the days seem to be longer and
the sun, a bit stronger

Soon
ill go out in the garden with a *****
sit on the deckchair in the shade to
think about the possibility of working,
or think about breakfast,

afterwards I'll head towards whatever springs to mind but at the moment I'm conscious that the kettle is on the boil.

spinning.

everything
takes more practice
than
I have the time for,

but what is time for
if not to perfect?
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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