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Aug 2022
She,
and She with a capital S
because I love her
was still asleep
and dreaming
probably of Rachmaninov
asking to borrow her sunglasses

and I watch Her
and time passes
slowly
like Her breathing,

I
think
She's still dreaming
I hope
about me
it
must be about me
who else could it be?

yeah,
I know
Rachmaninov.

I should learn to play the piano.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
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   Glassmuncher
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