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Aug 2022
Breaking out of slumber
I leave the dreams behind.

Friday
the time is ticking
which never ceases to amaze
four hours in and I'm kickin'Β Β it
in twenty or more
I'll be sick of it,
because it will have gone.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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