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Sep 2022
The four seasons speak to me
because I treat them all equally,
essentially
I love them all,


I love the summer in the summer,
the winter when it's frosty and the
autumn and spring make me sing
with delight.

The night makes me colder
I ask her
to cuddle me tight,
She puts out the light
and we shine.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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